Quite it is at 3 am
Just laying here in my bed
I can't sleep and my thought are playing in my head
Thinking about the past life of mine
Remembering all my hard times
I can't recall when I have had chaos in my path
Tearing me down and kicking my ass
This terminal that inflected on me
I battled wars that I thought I'd need a army
The scars that these wars left on me
May not be visible for everyone eye to see
But they there big as life
You'd understand if you been through what I have in life
The pain with my family losing them so soon
I feel alone what I do
But I've managed to get through this life of mine
Pick myself back up each time
Wiped my tears away
Then I am ready to face the next day pain.
©tinamarie
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