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Post Traumatic Stress Disorder

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nobody sees my thoughts
the demented pictures
and the gruesome seens
the morbid dreams haunt me
like a demon that never leaves
no one feels the pain like me
waking up crying
because my dreams remind me
of the past and my fears
nobody is scared like me
each day in the back of my mind
is my twisted worries
closing my eyes
is like a movie theater
seeing disturbing images on after another
my sick and twistedness over comes me
seeing the eyes of a dead one
stalks me where ever i go
where can i hide
where can i run
is there a place that i am safe
where my mind goes numb
and my memory goes numb
i want amnesia of the past
so i don't think
so i don't feel
the horrible things around me



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