Fall & Rise


Sunset pink clouds no longer haloed all the trees
So gracefully. I was lost utterly through time and space.
Before I turned back around, my home was gone.
Every time I tried to take this Life anywhere outside,
I was suddenly betrayed by the images in my own mind.
Every time…
The threats still went off in my head,
Which made relationships too hard to handle.
I went over the edge with fear of the public,
As my heart, body, mind, and soul waged an internal war.
I experienced Post Traumatic Growth, for
I fought to survive in a fire-ridden Hell of thoughts.
Too many sunsets escaped my glimpse,
And I decided to do something finally.
I always had the power within to change,
But now I no doubt fight with a bit more strength.
Post Traumatic Growth was the only way to go on,
When giving up and losing myself was no longer a solution.

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