Life's Trauma

I live with anxiety and trauma from a previous experience. This is my daily experience with it.

My hear beats fast as I feel the pain,

Like a Cheetah who's chasing it's game.

Memories flood in and start grabbing my heart.

Can't breath, can't think, don't know where to start.

Like an old engine I putter and shake,

As my muscles tense and begin to ache.

"It's not real, it's not real." that's what they said.

They'll never understand, it's not in my head.

To me it's real, just like you and I,

If you felt it too, you wouldn't ask why.

But even I ask, why me and why now.

God always responds, saying, "To show you how:"

"How I love you and heal my children like you."

"How you should love and heal them too."

It's for my learning, thus learn I will.

Until I master my mind, this upward hill.

All this I do because of One man alone:

My Savior, Redeemer, My Rock and Stone.

He knows my pain, my sorrow, and stress.

I know He'll come and make my burdens less.

So, I thank my God for this very weakness;

which is my drive to be closer to Jesus.

Author's Note

Thoughts are welcome including personal experiences.