What’s your label?

What part of the alphabet is your label?

We walk together carrying our alphabet in a backpack

Each letter feels like a brick

others are uplifted and creative with their letters

Mine-P.T.S.D. and T.B.I.

I am sure that your part of the alphabet has affected your life

in positive or negative ways

I share for others to not feel alone

not in a pity party

My nerves and brain are on the outside of my body

what?

Ptsd and me

walking in the world

seems simple to most

they walk among the normal

I walk on bombs

bombs I have to contain every minute of every day

drop to the floor, soldier!!!!

“get over it.”

“don’t use it as a crutch.”

“your acting like a victim”

“you’re strong enough to get over it.”

Hidden behind a smile

I have no idea what it’s like to live

truly

live

I

wake each day to face

a shallow breathe

heart palpations so loud my ears hurt

Sounds, facial expressions, a man’s tone of voice

All the feels

A kick to the gut

a coat hanger and a throat

a gun to the temple

impact

cranium

guns that daddy held

what it must feel like to have the inside of your

brain

nerves

inside a casing of protection

I admire you, and I wish I were you in so many ways

gratitude that others can walk clearly on a path

a path they choose without hesitation

without feeling that every choice will be the wrong decision

or any decision

any emotion

anything

BEING ME

and with that comes

All the feels

A kick to the gut

a coat hanger and a throat

a gun to the temple

exposed in the storm of neverending

spinning

rollercoaster

can’t contain the environment,

or

should I say the reaction to it

I grasp for the light every day in every way

the grip tight

don’t fall

rise

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