I Am
Coming from somewherethat was my nowhere
sudden
slow motion
reverberating
ringing
my body is mosaic
shattered shouts
I fade,
there is a next time
on hyper alert
eyes vignettes
despair, exhaustion
trapped
intrusive thoughts thrive
on repeat
petrified
I am....
Post Traumatic Stress Disorder.
Poetry by shells
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Written on 2017-11-21 at 23:34
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