p.t.s.d

A poem I wrote a little while ago about p,t,s,d syndrome. Shows how much strength a person needs with this condition every night I think back to this and render how far I've come now I smile everyday. 

An angel came to me one night and tried to show me a light 
I smiled and I replied that light is not for me as i am stronger than I was 
To which she replied 
I can see that in your eyes I was just testing to see the strength you hide inside so whenever you feel down rember the little angel that sat by your side and smiled and showed you the light Last night the angel came again she looked at me and wiped my tears in a little voice I heard why all the tears she said .
I feel do down and alone and scared to which she replied I am here by your side you may not always see me but I'm here .
she wisperd something funny when you down what do you do I've seen the cakes you bake wether it's 1-2 in the morning do get up and bake a cake she said I will be watching you to see the smile when the cakes ready and done good night she said and was gone no lonelienest just warmth .
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