My Climb Poem by Hallie Angel

Physically. Mentally.
The pain is growing. Consuming my body.
Moments to just care?
Hardly anyone to just help me bare.
No one sees. No one gets it. All but one.
She sees. She gets it. She’s there.
Why is it that she’s the only one to hear?
To hear the cries.
To see the left over pain when the tears dry.
I can’t stand to hurt any longer.
I’m not getting any stronger.
I’m starting to fade.
I just want to be unafraid.
No longer scared of good days turned to regret
Real smile to fake.
Something I can’t take.
Where to go?
Feeling so low.
The higher I climb the farther I fall.
Why even try climbing at all? ?