Am I ready? I don’t know,
Do I have a choice? Not really
For this I am not afraid,
For life I am,
I rarely speak of my own thoughts and feelings now,
As I allow the nightmares to fold over me in a cold embrace at night,
As daytime I try my best support those around me, (If I am able)
Or I detach to keep my soul calm.
As emotional flashbacks hit me at bad times,
Leaving me feeling guilty and making me think I HAVE to do this,
The professionals are ready, to take me on this journey,
Whether I am ready to not, I guess only time will tell,

