Things we all have in common may it be the young or the old. |
Don't be confused you had it easy Not a care in the world Then elementary school happened,boys happened,period happened college happened,technology happen,responsibilities happened Bam! Bam! Bam!No breathing allowed Life happened I had it confused All along the way I thought I had it hard Then good grades happened,protecting my self/status happened taking responsibility happened And I didn't breath Life struck me No i have wound Yes, I was in that battle along with many others I was struck in the head,heart,soul That led to soreness of the physical body I have scars to prove it PTSD i call it life When all you remember is holding your breath Through everything life threw at you To survive and be the best you can be Yet PTSD followed you held onto you and pulled you down I accepted my responsibilities I failed I fought with life and everything it threw at me So i lie dormant for now I'm watching life's every move Because the next time i strike It will Not confuse me It will not strike me It will not wound me PSTD will not follow me I will not allow it to fail me I will not be dormant And all along this journey i will remember to take deep breaths |