Weakest To Strongest Poem by Autumn Christina Adair

Finally, I can breathe easy
Something I've longed for, for so long
My eyes are dry and my throat is clear

I still don't have you here to squeeze me
And it still feels a little bit wrong
But you are in my soul, you are still here

I used to think that all I am, was what you made me
But all I was, is only a fraction of what I've become
I have hope again, I have faith

My mind still tries to wonder to you, you see
I tighten the leash, trying not to torture myself
My heart is healing and to jeopardise this would prove fatal

I empty the contents of my life unto the table
They think I was born brave but little do they know
I had to lose every ounce of my strength,
I had to crawl from the lowest point
I had to fight the devils of my past
To watch my heart break as I wept every day
I once had to be the weakest, to become the strongest