Poem About PTSD
This very well sums up the desperation and terror of living with flashbacks and panic attacks.
Walking through life,
Terrified of so many things.
You may never understand my strife,
As so many never do.
This makes me jump,
That makes me cringe.
Please don't pace behind me,
I'll silently fall apart.
And even if you do,
I won't say a word.
Paralyzed inside,
Frozen from overwhelming fear.
Don't talk about my fears,
I don't want to imagine the horror.
Each word you speak,
Like a dagger plunging into my soul.
I can't control these feelings,
My fears became a reality.
Dismal and grey,
Like my tortured soul.
About the Creator
Mermaid Lilliana
Just a girl who has seen a lot of both the good and bad in this world in an awfully short time.
Also a mermaid, and a fire dancer. A poet, and a musician. Learning to fly, and studying my own mind in attempt to conquer my struggle with PTSD.
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