It's multiple rounds of friending and unfriending
Doubting of allegiance that is never ending
Nights of terror or no sleep at all
Staring at the ceiling climbing the wall
Then there are 3 nights of no sleep at all
To early to rise tooooo late to call
Social isolation from friends and kin
Nowhere to call home or to fit in
Easily startled which others think is such fun
Hearing someone scream is hard when you're the one
Get a boyfriend or girlfriend or even a pet
It's what people say all the time they forget
It's hard to love hard to trust hard to care
Hard to find someone worthy anywhere
There is hope there is reprieve from all the pain
Shelter from the storm coming in from the rain
With time with self care there can be healing
The comfort of peace in time self revealing
It's not easy to explain or to physically see
There is life there is hope for those of us with PTSD
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