Feb 2018
Sometimes I wake up startled in the middle of the night,
Because I dreamed of a hand around my neck so tight.
Withholding air from my body,
But as I dart my eyes I see nobody.
Instinctively I try and fight it off,
But I end up with a deeper heave and cough.
It takes a minute, two or nine,
To realize the choking hand is mine.
Because I dreamed of a hand around my neck so tight.
Withholding air from my body,
But as I dart my eyes I see nobody.
Instinctively I try and fight it off,
But I end up with a deeper heave and cough.
It takes a minute, two or nine,
To realize the choking hand is mine.
Most of the time we blame society for putting us down.We blame everyone but ourselves for the hardships. It takes acceptance ad change to go to the right track. Sometimes its our fault. It's painful and self-shaming but worth it
