P.T.S.D

poem by: Fadrian Bartley
Written on Feb 05, 2018

I follow the footsteps of worries
And it lead me to a place where my 
Cries became unrecognizable,

A shallow hall 
Where my concerns echoes around my ears
I shave my hair to the base of skull

And cut myself to know if I am real,
My energy was my enemy 
From elusive sleep gone in the night

And for that I stray helplessly 
Through the dark dessert of mental struggles
At the end I fought back helplessly to return
I tried and live

 

Tags: Sad, Faith, Depressing, Scary, Hope, Dark, Fear,

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Dinesh Chauhan commented on Feb 06, 2018 at 5:08am
nice one

 

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