To the future me


You’ve fought wars and shed blood
Covered in scars that only a few can see
You’ve become a becon of hope
To those fighting monsters in their minds
You’ve saved lives
Yet you still look at your scars when days where so bad that death seemed to be the answer
Sometimes your demons get courage to challange you
And often you want to give in
And throw your sword down
To let them cut you down
To enjoy that last breath of relief
But God gives you strength to fight another day
I know you still carry peoples burdens
You live for them
Something to get you out of bed
Even if it means dragging your feet through the day
I am proud of you


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