Thanks for stopping by my blog today, I appreciate it.
I wrote a poem recently called ‘Real To Me’, it’s about my own perception of reality whilst suffering from Complex Post Traumatic Stress Disorder (CPTSD).
I hope that you like it.
Real To Me
My reality is different from everyone else’s
We’re each the centre of our own universes
In the middle of our own little bubbles
Dealing with our own fears and troubles
I know me but don’t know you
You may think you know me too
But I know I won’t let you in
For fear you see all my sins
There are too many to remember
Yet some burn like hot embers
Every day upon my soul
Knowing each one takes it’s toll
But I know what makes me happy
He’s my 2 year old son still in nappies
He’s the weeguy that we call Blaine
Who keeps me from going insane
Belief is everything.