Overcoming
I
was trained to swallow my pain
instead
of my pride.
To
hide any hurt I have ever felt inside.
Be
nonchalant whenever I have
been
denied the things I want,
and
have this air of "I don't even care"
around
me.
The
pen has helped me deal
with
what I feel and been a valve
to
vent the pressures I've concealed
within
and soothe my wounds like salve...
But
I found a better medicine
the
day I chose to let her in
and
close the gash that bled within
for
nearly 30 years.
I
feel better than I've ever been.
A
post traumatic veteran
relearning
it's ok for me to share.
-HymnAgen
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