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Post Traumatic Stress Disorder, but expressed in a poem

Terror, Fear

Adrenaline, Panic

What word can describe 

The incomparable grit

The flash of fear,

The heart beat rush

One minute happy,

The next is a demon

I can’t breathe,

I can’t even gasp

All at once,

I feel it

The feeling I never wanted to return 

I try and sleep,

But the faces come flashing

The lights turn on

The beeping returns

The tube is in her throat

Her life may never return 

I can’t close my eyes

I can’t see through my tears 

Terror, fear, panic

But then I glance around 

The microwave went off

It had simply beeped

I hug myself,

My eyes prance around

Looking for the fear,

Looking for what’s coming next

PTSD

It’s that thing we read about 

The medical term,

It describes trauma

A trauma you never thought you’d have 

Your body becomes a victim 

Your mind becomes the enemy 

All at once,

You go from one thing to another 

It’s simply,

PTSD