Post-traumatic stress syndrome

What can you do when everything is ruined,
when your life is devastated,
as you find yourself let down by everybody
and there's nothing left but tears and misery and poverty,
as bankruptcy is a reality and there is no way out?
The post-traumatic stress syndrome, once it is there
will never leave you any more in peace
but will be permanent as something of a hangover
that you will never quite be rid of,
like a phantom as the old man of the sea
that Sindbad never quite could shake off from his shoulders,
as a nightmare without end and monster of outrageous cruelty
to never offer any remedy except the cowardly escape of suicide,
which is the worst, most desperate and unacceptable solution.
You must live with it, there is no other way,
and if you cannot battle it and deal with it in any other way,
then there is still the option to give in and wallow in its constant torture.

Poetry by Christian Lanciai The PoetBay support member heart!
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Written on 2019-11-08 at 22:20

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