HOME DOESN'T FEEL SAFE.

HOME DOESN’T FEEL SAFE

I just want to make it through the night

So, I wake up to survive the horrors of the day

Scared to my bones of what lurks outside in the dark

That night still plays in my head like a trigger

It was the longest night of my life

But will tonight be longer?

Can’t sleep, not everyone might make it to tomorrow

But can’t stay up or the horrors might eat me up

We all feel the same way now, it’s PTSD

Just broken people checking on other broken souls

What of those on the outside?

Will they ever make it back?

The baby won’t sleep

Gunshots are not lullabies

It’s an attack on our life but they take our minds too

Just one question lurks

“if I make it through the night, will I make it through the day?”

Because now more than ever

Home doesn’t feel safe.

KIISH.