Fractured Mind

In shadows cast upon the fractured mind,

Lies the haunting echoes of a battle fought,

A silent war within, unseen and unkind,

PTSD, the scars that cannot be bought.

Unseen wounds etched deep in weary souls,

Memories eternally etched upon the heart,

A symphony of pain forever unfolds,

As the mind replays its tragic, endless part.

Flashbacks ignite, like raging fires untamed,

Engulfing the present in a whirlwind of fear,

A trembling spirit, forever maimed,

Torn between the past and the now, so near.

Sleep, a cruel mistress, offers no solace,

As nightmares dance upon the fragile sleep,

Anxiety's symphony, a relentless malice,

In the darkest hours, the mind's secrets keep.

Yet amidst the chaos, a flicker of hope,

A gentle voice whispers, "You are not alone,"

For compassion and understanding can help us cope,

Together we heal, our battle-weary souls shown.

Let not the stigma cast its damning spell,

For warriors we are, who've faced the storm,

Seeking solace in the stories we tell,

In unity, we find strength to transform.

So, let us stand together, hand in hand,

To embrace the broken, to heal the soul,

In this journey, united we shall withstand,

PTSD's grip, as we reclaim control.

For in our scars, resides a strength untold,

A testament to the resilience of the human heart,

In the face of adversity, we unfold,

Rebuilding, reclaiming, creating a new start.

So let us rise, survivors, warriors, and friends,

Shattering the shackles that bind our minds,

In unity, we find healing that transcends,

PTSD, a battle fought, but never defines.