Whispers In Time

PTSD

PTSD, an unwelcome guest

A haunting, ever-present pest

Memories replay, unrelenting

Intrusive thoughts, never-ending

The flashbacks come without a sound

A past trauma, once again found

Nightmares plague the restless mind

Leaving peace, so hard to find

Hyperarousal, always on alert

Triggers lurking, behind every dirt

Anxiety, fear, and panic attacks

The weight of it all, hard to unpack

A battle fought, but never won

A war that can't be undone

PTSD, a lifelong fight

A constant struggle, day and night

But know that you're not alone

There are others, who have known

The pain, the fear, the endless strain

Together we can heal, and start again.

PTSD, a haunting ghost,

Lurks within the mind engrossed.

Memories vivid, flash and reel,

Triggering fear, anxiety, and surreal.

A soldier's screams, a bomb's explosion,

A victim's cries, a survivor's emotions,

Trapped in time, stuck in the past,

The present is fleeting, the future aghast.

The body tenses, the heart races,

Sleep is elusive, the mind erases,

Joy and peace are hard to find,

Invisible wounds that leave behind.

In the depths of a wounded soul's night,

A battle rages, unseen, out of sight.

Within the echoes of a shattered mind,

Lies a poem of anguish, hard to find.

PTSD, a cruel and haunting guest,

Leaving scars upon the heart's unrest.

Memories, like ghosts, lurk in the haze,

Relentless, they torment with their maze.

In dreams that turn to nightmares, dark and deep,

Visions of horrors unwilling to sleep.

Flashes of terror, a relentless parade,

Fragments of a past that won't ever fade.

Haunted by echoes of a distant war,

Whispering voices, echoing their roar.

The weight of the world upon weary shoulders,

As the soul battles the demons that smolder.

But within the shadows, a flicker of light,

A glimmer of hope in the darkest of night.

For strength resides within this wounded heart,

A resilience that refuses to fall apart.

Through therapy and love, a healing embrace,

Supportive hands, creating a safe space.

A journey to find solace, piece by piece,

A path to reclaim and find inner peace.

So let us stand together, hand in hand,

Embrace those warriors, whose souls demand,

Understanding, compassion, and empathy,

As we heal the wounds of their PTSD.