March on, My Resilience~ By Angelina Valeri

Every time I close my eyes the days start rushing back.
I remember how you smiled as I fell further into black.
The skeleton in your closet looks a hell of a lot like me,
But I’ll stand here, accepting, and help you patiently.
I don’t have a choice, forgive and forget, I must march on.
Because the person that once protected me is long gone.

March on my resilience, you’ll find no shelter here.
March on my resilience, away from all the fear.
The ropes that must stay bound in the corners of my mind,
Need tightening from time to time.
So please march on, my resilience.

I will not get angry, I will not fight back, I’ll stand statuesque.
I will stay calm, and when I cannot, I’ll scribble at my desk.
A cozy book, a glass of wine to keep me going strong.
I’ll hold my head high, and I will march on.

March on my resilience, you’ll find no shelter here.
March on my resilience, away from all the fear.
My 17th has come and gone, soon I will be free.
I will stay sound and keep my panic far away from me.
So please march on, my resilience.

To the beat of a drum, march on.
To the thump of a heart, march on.
To the circling of the sun, march on.
To the end of the world, march on.

Never looking back, and always marching on.


Author Bio:
Angelina is a high school student from the U.S. She loves expressing her struggles through poetry. Angelina has never taken a writing class beyond English classes at school. She has no degrees nor accolades, only a computer and a big imagination.