I Am Haunted With '''Ptsd'''
UnWanted Feelings,
UnExpected Bodys
That Lye In Battle.
To Crash N' Burn
I Am Haunted By
The Nightmare, Open
Minded.
"Quivering Boy" I Say
Stand Up Face Your Inner
-Beast Fight A War; Throw
It To The Closet And
Be Done With It.......
No I Can't A Scare Can
Never Be Washed It Still
Haunts Me Even At Home.
No Excapes: No Exceptions
The Guilt That Lyes On A Blanket
Of Ash Is My Shame..... No Question!
I Am "Haunted". With PTSD!!!
Copyright © Carma Sanderson | Year Posted 2012
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