Living with PTSD

A week

Of mourning


and tears

Listing emotions

Revisiting fears

Inside ptsd

It’s a place

You never want to wander



Becomes like a career

It’s life changing

Life limiting

But we don’t discuss this

Ptsd is like living

With an extra organ or limb

That doesn’t function doesn’t work

It’s irrational and lonely

And touch is hard to accept

But I am also dying for you to hold me


Is too

Something ptsd controls

Who do you go to?

Where can you talk?


When you are sad

Sometimes it’s a relief

Because it’s better

Than a flare up

From ptsd.