Tuesday, September 9, 2014

Dreams


I guess you can say My life was Everything. . . . .
But. . . 
Normal . . . . 

What is Normal?

Sometimes in odd hours of the night I'll wake up 
Outta no where with Bad Anxiety.

An usually that Means something is wrong..
I don't know what it is..
Or how to explain it.
But I'm always right.

PTSD.
Flash backs
Memories
I wish it would Fade away.

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