PTSD Ramblings

 My PTSD

Really has a hold of me

Wake up suddenly at 3:33 panicking

Is someone hexing me?

Vexing me?

God I need therapy 

Oh you think it's funny?! 

Calling them "irrational fears"

YOU live in a cult

for half of ten years

And tell me you don't feel

as if you've danced 

with the Devil

Having seen his plan

the whole earth leveled

By greed and fear

Landfills of nothing

but weed and beer 

left behind from humans 

trying to cope 

with the fact that they were groped 

at 3 years old

But that story has been told 

A million times over it seems

We're all tearing at the seams

Lacking empathy for others feelings

Because we don't even know 

What our own mean

I could keep going 

so don't mind me 

If anyone needs me 

I'll be processing my PTSD

Peace.