The Poets Rebirth

Last night I relapsed and self-harmed for the first time in 8 years I shed blood because I struggle to shed tears I'm ashamed of my relapse, but I need to remember who I am And realise that a blade isn't the weapon that I need in my hand I've had too many thoutghts, but I've been making excuses to not write Been dealing with this alone, too many forgotten days and lost nights I need to draw a line under it, but I've been struggling to connect the dots right Inspired by Tyson Fury coming back from depression to beat Wilder so how can I not fight? I've been knocked down many times before, but I'm blessed with bounce back ability I'm just trying to remain calm in a world that lacks humility Depression tries to seduce me by talking about the good times we had But I know I need to ignore it, and when I'm struggling I should find my pad I should stop lying to others by saying I can deal with it alone I pushed away so many people but their numbers are still in my phone But some days I don't have the strength and I just want to chill in my zone I've had numerous one night stands, but I'm still on my own Ronaldo returning back to us is the only thing that's made me happy in recent times I've stayed to myself to try and find peace of mind I hope I can find happiness again by rhyming words The pain almost destroyed me, but the poet has been rebirthed