2024 was the year!
The year I rediscovered my courage,
Found appreciation in my flaws,
Made the hard decisions,
And followed through.
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2024 was the year I decided to live again,
Where I finally dragged myself from the pits of hell,
To feel the sunlight upon my skin once more,
To discover that I had healed from that long ago snake-bite,
And I could come out from behind that protective shield.
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2024 was the year that gave me the strength to follow my dreams,
To survive my fears, to laugh in the face of self-sabotage,
To understand that I lay broken all these years, but no longer,
I discovered that there was more to me than survival mode,
And I rebuilt my self reliance.
******
2024 was the year I said goodbye to some who left when I needed them,
Enabling me to learn to live without them, to survive the harshest goodbyes,
Gifting me with the strength to follow dreams, that although painful to unpack, were worth the struggle,
Highlighting the blessings these struggles were to become,
Leaving me emotionally self sufficient.
******
2024 was the year that I found days that I never thought I’d survive,
I lived through the darkest of my fears,
Cried a river full of tears,
Begged the universe for kindness,
And succeeded.
******
2024 was the year that taught me that after those dark nights where I felt I couldn’t go on,
The sun would still smile upon me the next morning, warming the coldness from my veins,
Drying my tears and dispelling my anguish,
Dancing through the turmoil and shattering my fears,
Showing me I could go on after all.
******
2024 was the year of epic heartbreaks I didn’t deserve,
While understanding that the pain was meant for me, and me alone,
To toughen a soft shoulder blade, to sharpen my sense of righteousness,
To make the hardest of life decisions, to work towards closure, shutting doors left open far too long,
To learn total acceptance of what will be will be.
******
2024 was the year!
The year I walked the curveballs, the roadblocks, the brick walls, on my way to freedom,
When I stumbled, I rose once more; when I almost gave up, I held on tight,
This was the year where I finally learned that everything I needed already exists inside of me,
2024 was the year I reclaimed my life, my strength, my courage. The year I reclaimed me!
About the Creator
Colleen Millsteed
My first love is poetry — it’s like a desperate need to write, to free up space in my mind, to escape the constant noise in my head. Most of the time the poems write themselves — I’m just the conduit holding the metaphorical pen.
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