Remembering Poem by Angela Bontle Ditumiso

There were days I couldn't breathe without feeling like my chest was caving in
I was like a child with brittle bone, breaking without a single touch
I was a storage unit full stacked with boxes filled with sorrow
And I couldn't toss away all that I withheld
Crying day and night, hurting all the time
It's hard to keep going when pain and regret are feasting on you
It's hard to have hope while hugging gloom
Good days I did not foresee
But now that I look back I had to endure those dark days to get here
A pea breaking free from its pod