Messages From My Mind After Midnight

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Fatigue, mentall fog & confusion
Stings like a permanently open contusion
Life sometimes like a crazy illusion
To unwish all this would be delusion

I wish I could say this TBI isn't so
That without it, I wouldve continue to grow
The price I paids more than you know
The love of my life at the time, my beau

Afterwards was a bit of a strange time
I felt I was the lemon to her lime
I took her with me, not paying a dime
How I got treated, it should be a crime

Met wife number 2 on P.O.F
I saw her & thought damn she a dish
My heart melted as soon as we kiss
Now the last 8yrs have been bliss.