PTSD what does it mean to me?
Something different to you, yet we all share it too
The shutting of a door, someone standing behind you
That fear that fright, jumps right out from behind you
Your motor functions stop,
You’re no longer at the wheel
Events from your past suddenly again feel so real
Real in that moment but yet so many years ago
Bits of your past you just can’t let go
As the world closes in and and your chest gets tighter
Your fight for your breath, your fear an igniter
Your body on fire, you’re no longer in control
As you fall deeper and deeper down in that hole
But every hole must let in some light
Even if it seems at an incredible height
Grab on to that rope, the rope we call hope
As you climb and climb one step at a time
They say that the past is simply just that
Yet I believe it’s your present you’re future in fact
Use your life to guide you through
I hope that these words are some help to you