100 JANTS (PTSD)

I have to move through life like I have a hundred bricks on me at all times, I can’t drift and drive I have to stay  between the lines, I have to remember that I’m always going to be the aggressor even in situations where I had to apply no pressure, 6′ 2″ 220 bald head black male with a beard, I’m the usual suspect and I just got here, my tattoos automatically mean thug Life, but if you look closer all you’ll see is my child and my future wife, yes I do feel like I need a gun because I’m going to get shot in the back if I run, give me the same dignity that you give Tommie the dog, you can’t be mad at me because my mind is digital and you stuck on analog, I hold doors and take my elders groceries in the house, I just want you to know I’m tired of being emasculated and why I might want to punch you in the mouth

#LEXICONKILLER

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