darrenhardman

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The Day Is Mine

After a sleepless night filled with pain.
I wake up and sit on the edge of my bed.
For 30 minutes I try to suppress memories, demons and guilt all in vain.
I just make myself numb and fool my mind into believing they are dead.
I then stand up and look in the mirror.
With every breath another night gets nearer.
But for now I take a deep breath and gather all my strength to face another day.
No matter how bad my day is I am thankful to be here to meet my friends and watch my children play.
You invade me at night and that is fine,
But by God the day is MINE!

May 28, 2011 - Posted by | Feelings from war and beyond | , , , , , , , , ,

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