A simple walk in the woods
Is a problem for me
I constantly think there is
Someone hiding behind the
Trees
Bushes
Rock piles
Or hiding in every riverbed
I know these thoughts
Are just flashbacks
I know these thoughts
Are not real
Part of me however
Want to lash out
At every ghost I see
The memories
The pain
Still run fresh
People tell me
The war is over
Maybe so
But
Mentally
Emotionally
Those scares will never
Truly heal
Those scares will
Always hunt me