Learning to Cope

In the depths of sorrow, I pen this elegy, A tale of loss, pain, and memories. My grandma, taken by cancer's cruel hand, Leaving behind a void, I can't understand. I reminisce on childhood, carefree and bright, Playing make-believe on the playground's delight. But now, the laughter fades, replaced by tears, As I grapple with the weight of my fears. In the shadows of my past, a haunting truth, Abused and violated by men, so uncouth. The scars run deep, etched upon my soul, Leaving me broken, struggling to feel whole. What lies ahead, I ponder with unease, Uncertain of the future, longing for peace. Will happiness find me, or forever elude? In this labyrinth of life, I'm lost and confused. Depression's grip tightens, suffocating my days, A constant battle, a relentless haze. But through the darkness, a glimmer of light, A flicker of hope, guiding me through the night. I once sought solace in a handful of pills, A desperate attempt to silence my ills. But life's resilience pulled me from the brink, A second chance, a reason to think. Alcohol's allure, a dangerous embrace, A crutch I leaned on in this desolate space. But now I strive for sobriety's embrace, To break free from this self-de