Proud [Poem]

I get told daily of the pride others feel for me.

Thank you i say but it's not something I get because I'm not proud I'm not proud of the scars my mind my heart my arm I passed all hold created by who I am

My body torments my mind I'm a sailor continent desert a snake in the Arctic I'm dark in a world of light and explore trapped in a city suburb I don't belong.

Yet it is all I know.

People are proud I find a battle of or not every soldier understand but as i reflect I realized everyone fights a battle.

Everyone feels like that dark and the light but we all feel it differently, different obstacles course through our veins but we all have the same blood we are all human we all feel.

I get told daily of the pride others feel for me for being at war with myself I face a
different distress than you but I feel the same emotions so everyone who was
about to say they are proud stop.

Before you are proud of me be proud of you.

You won that battle you are here your blood is pumping your heart is beating that smile on your face is because you want a battle.

I get told daily at the pride others feel for me but you need to hear that to
that pain you overcame that River you crossed that prison you escaped made you
Strong.

You are strong but that low and the pain isn't forever you will find another river to cross another battle to win.

I get told daily of the pride others feel for me i am proud of myself but most importantly i am proud of you.