PTSD

Someday I'll break free,
From all these memories,
They won't control me,
And send me to my knees,
Someday,
Someday,
I'll be able to smile,
Without pain hiding behind my eyes,
I won't have to pretend,
Everyday,
That it's alright,
It will be,
Someday,
Someday,
I'll break free,
But,
I'll keep pretending,
Until that day,
When I can smile,
Free of pain.