Get Lost (a poem)

Hey there Steemians!
So a lot of my poetry is obviously love poetry or about dealing with my mental illnesses (I’m alphabet soup, I deal with it just fine with the help of medication, therapy, and writing). But most of my poetry is inspired by artists and my friends (sometimes an intersectional concept 😂😅), and this one is a favorite of mine. I wrote it to a friend also dealing with alphabet soup mental health issues. One of my major coping mechanisms is hiking. It gives me such joy, so here’s a piece of advice I gave to him.

Get Lost

Get lost
Out in the woods
Go take a hike
You know you should
Enjoy the smell of the dirt and grass
Find some shade to rest
Under the Spanish moss
Try not to notice how it chokes the tress
Or do,
I don’t make decisions for you.
Get lost
Go take hike
You might just discover yourself in the sea of trees
You might find just what you need
Maybe the sap leaking out of the trees
Will remind you of how your soul bleeds
And help you find ways
To fix all the broken things
And help you find out
If you were just made this way.
At least it did for me....
Get lost.
Go take a hike.
Or fuck it,
Get off your ass
And ride a bike.

By Abrigella

Picture from Pixabay