ptsd

I gotta lot of bags you see trauma stays in my body I’m not perfect and I try I know it hurts you when I cry fucked up dad and fucked up mom had raise myself and deal with things alone I know I’m not easy to love but I always speak the truth even if you see it as an argument and we don’t agree I always return to peace I get triggered so you gotta speak nice to me I want someone safe I need you to pour into me becuase so many people hurt me in the past I thought I worked thru a lot of it I’m not easy but I’m worth it I’m loyal and I push you away I was just hoping someone would stay hold me tight when I’m done fighting my demons away so misunderstood as a kid I needed my parents and they weren’t there no one around when I fell down I hada pick me back up so I don’t really trust people and I hada learn the hard way music is my outlet where I can finally say how I felt and it makes me feel free tryna get people to just understand me I always had good intentions but my words get lost in translation and we fight going to bed mad insta an option and I wanna be free never saw love I don’t even know what that means ptsd yeah that’s imbedded in me gotta lot of love but I feel people tryna take from me I close off and write these words so I can truly say what’s on my mind the words come just give it time