Existance

When you experience something traumatic, its sticks with you forever. It becomes a part of you, a part of your every day, a part of your morning coffee, your newspaper, your ride to work, your new favorite song. And only you are the only one who fully understands the capacity of what happened. But what do you do when you are asked to explain what you are going through? How do you put into words what you carry around every day? And when you cant explain it, it kills you because you wish you could make that person understand, but you know you never will. And so you are forced to carry this burden for the rest of your life, and no one can help you make your days any easier except you...because you are the only one who knows how it feels. 

It's all so intense and can be overwhelming at times, but you've learned to accept it and its all so routine. Sometimes its like you're locked in this box and cant get out! Like you're being suffocated with all these emotions and you just need out. 

You've forgotten what it feels like to wake up with no worries or thoughts.