Exhale

I was attacked today by my step-father, which triggered some PTSD.
I decided to write out some feelings.

Inhale your past,

Exhale your pain.

 

Look into your heart,

Find your sorrow.

 

One painful past,

One unsure future.

 

Once a missing role,

Once things mattered.

 

Inhale the pain,

Exhale your past. 

The End

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