The Moments That Keep Me Here
Home is the moments in life that remind me to keep going
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Home is where I feel joy, a sense of safety, and love
Joy
Being in the warm sun with your best
Friends
At a dog beach
Floating in the cool ocean water with your people
On a hot day
Watching dogs play.
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Safety
Smells of vanilla and books
Feels like one big bear hug wrapping you in warmth and love
Sounds like soft rain on the windows.
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Love
That memory that saved my life;
Of sitting on the couch at my mom’s feet / waiting like an eager
Puppy for a treat.
Then pouncing into her arms for a full-on bear hug,
Whether she was ready for it or not.
I was giddy with joy that she was my mom, and I could do things like that.
I was her daughter.
I am her daughter. Her daughter who could give and receive as many hugs as her heart desired.
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"This would be what I missed the most if I died tonight", I thought to myself, as the handful of pills made their way into my system, to do the job I forced upon them / In death I would no longer be someone’s daughter.
I would no longer be able to give and receive that love.
As I felt my heart slow, I realized that my heart still had so much love left to give, so many more hugs to hug, hugs to receive.
So, I stayed.
I held on,
To that joy that my younger self felt while pouncing on my mom.
I held on to that loving feeling because I could feel my heart beating/ fighting to stay,
Stay where that love was, even when my depression had told me that there wasn’t any love left for me in this world.
In that moment when all I could feel was the beat of my heart diminishing, I knew there had to be more love yet to be found. More of that joy to be felt. I realized that in the moments when I thought I would be most at peace, when the world would go quiet, and my body would go still, I realized I made a mistake.
I realized I was still a daughter,
A sister,
A friend.
I realized that there was still love for me to feel; which meant that there was still a home for me
Here.
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If you or someone you love is struggling with suicidal thoughts or ideations, you are not alone, there is help available:National Suicide Prevention Lifeline: 1-800-273-8255
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About the Creator
Riley Forest
(they/them)
Thanks for joining me on this adventure.
Reading and writing help me feel less alone. I love all forms of art.
Born in Alberta, CA. Based in Florida, US.
Link to my Youtube channel to see videos of my poetry!
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