Ptsd - Dax

LexNour

I was walkin' home on a Sunday

I was walkin' home on a Sunday

I was walkin' home on a Sunday

I was walkin' home on a Sunday

And I'm not lookin' back

But I'm not looking forward

To anything in my life 'cause it never liked me

I can't sleep 'cause I don't know what's inside me

The devil's demons haunt and do divide me

And I think I'm over it

So I won't stop walkin'

If I told you the story, bet you wouldn't believe

Not sure I should feel a sigh of relief

He got them, but he didn't get me

But for some odd reason, I don't feel free

So now what?

This pain is too much

The screams of the people make music in my head and to listen's too tough

So I must

Wipe my mind of everything I saw in that church

Suppress all these feelings even though that they hurt

I don't understand how You could let this happen

God, I wanna know why You even let that man on earth

I believe that this life is by You and whatever you choose is the best

I believe in the choices You make, even though they may hurt and affect

I'm just human, I don't understand You, I know You are very complex

What should I go do next? My thought cannot connect

My PTSD shakes me and leaves me depressed

In the back of my mind, there's a place that I know full of sorrow

When I think of those times, my anxiety fills what is hollow

I don't know when it'll go away

But I hope it'll go away

I just pray I feel better when I sleep and wake up tomorrow

Left foot, right foot, keep walkin'

Left foot, right foot, keep walkin'

Don't look back, your past is hauntin'

Demons creeping, always stalking

In that church I got down crawling

Couldn't not stop my eyes from balling

Children screaming, bodies falling

Keeps on shooting, bullets hawking

Some one help us, please just stop him

Why's he laughing, he's been plotting

Says "Get up", I hear death calling

I stood up and started walking

We locked eyes and he was smiling

Shot himself, I saw him dying

Adrenaline was in my system, I couldn't stop, I had to go

But I just knew that if I made it, I'd get out and praise the Lord

Now I'm walkin' on this Sunday, and I just hope I make it home

I was walkin' home on a Sunday

I was walkin' home on a Sunday

I was walkin' home on a Sunday

I was walkin' home on a Sunday