I'm still here

it’s been almost three months.
pain, sadness and all that
yeah, I could dwell on it.

I sometimes do.

I am my own anchor to self-doubt
tossed aside long from shore
hoping to catch something and
struggle to hold on.

but today, I guess I found that superhero
strength.
I guess I’ve been able to lift freely
off this earth and sore.

the rhetoric could make one puke,
it’s so contrived.
the simplistic metaphor probably wouldn’t
be stomached by a generous grade seven
english teacher.

but it’s true. I’m no longer there,
I’m here. I’m still here.
a wonderful place to be.