A story to tell

In the depths of my chest, a panic resides

A tightness that grips, like a constant tide

The walls that once felt safe, now closing in around

A trauma that haunts, with memories unbound

My story’s one of pain, of fear and disarray

A journey through darkness, where anxiety held sway

I’m fragile and alone, with vulnerability my guide

Scared to face the demons, that I cannot hide

But as I breathe in deep, I find my inner strength

A resilience that rises, like a phoenix from length

I’m learning to cope, to face my darkest fears

To heal the wounds that once made me shed tears

Through the cracks in my walls, I’m finding my way

To a place where thriving is the new each day

I’m no longer defined by trauma’s heavy chain

I’m a survivor, rising up, with scars that remain

I’m a warrior, scarred but strong and free

A testament to the power of resilience and me

I’ve faced my demons, and emerged on the other side

With a story to tell, of healing and pride

https://fivedotoh.com/2024/01/31/fowc-with-fandango-panic/

Author: Carol anne

I am in my mid 40'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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