I Am

Coming from somewhere
that 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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Jamsbo Rockda The PoetBay support member heart!
I suffer from OCD so I get this. It is like a tripped switch.
2018-04-02


Tom Benson
At first glance, simple thoughts or admission, but intense.
2018-01-12


Lawrence Beck The PoetBay support member heart!
I've been there. Your portrayal is accurate.
2017-11-27



this text shows the right distance you can take between you and this syndrom
2017-11-22



Frightening! Poignant and well written.
Ashe
2017-11-22


Sameen
Damn
2017-11-22