memory in a poem, shouting

loud, its to loud
it resonates in my ears
I thought i was over it
after all these years
shouting still triggers
a spark in my mind
it hurts all over my head
all i can hear is the sound
i cant hear the words said
it scares me greatly
i am frozen with fear
i cant get up to leave
im like a frozen dear
My mind whirls
how much more
but i have to learn to cope
or to run out the door
i contemplate the options
do i leave or stay
in the end what i do
is sit there and pray
i say let it be over
i say let them stop
if they dont then i pray
someone break them up like a cop

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Author: manyofus1980

I am a woman in my mid 30's. I'm blind and I have dissociative identity disorder, I also have complex PTSD. I blog about my life with these disorders. I live in Ireland.

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