Ptsd
A poem I wrote about suffering from ptsd.
no words just tears and a heart that weeps
feel pain deep inside, usually i can hide
but today it flows like a bleeding vein
like a waterfall
like a drop of rain.
unable to laugh unable to smile
nothing to me seems worthwhile
don't feel like me
I DON'T FEEL LIKE ME !
i feel different as though i'm outside of my body
head bent down as i walk through town
nobody will notice me if my heads kept down
this logic to me keeps me safe
no one can invade my personal space
where am i going? even i don't know
i just needed to leave, just needed to go.
to leave and to walk and to think things through
when i get where i'm getting too ill decide what to do
my body now fails me i can walk no more
I've got to stop, my legs are just too sore
so here i am, my walk must end
and its time to decide how my heart will mend.
do i jump and say goodbye?
let go of all this hurt inside
or do i sit and think this through
because i know its silly i really do.
i don't want to cry and i don't want to die
i just wanna stop these flashbacks in my eyes
every morning every night there you are
in my head and around every corner
i cant get free, i cant run away
you are there to haunt me in every way
i'm trapped i'm trapped
i need to get out
leave me alone
i cant even shout
leave the past in the past is what they all say
not easy to do when you see it every day.
About the Creator
Astraldreamer
im a 43 year old single mum of two autistic adult children.
i love angels, crystals, candles, law of attraction, dreams and the paranormal.
I love being near deep blue sea.
I love animals and currently have 4 cats, 2 dogs and 2 rabbits.
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