Fear Is a common occurance for those with Post Traumatic Stress Disorder. Waking up from nightmares of the past and yet it feels like reality. It can drown you sometimes, in the endless cascade of emotion. No breath for air and sometimes a feeling of no escape. In a constant battle, empty, for anyone, but… Continue reading Fear
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I Am Grasping
Ink with a white gel pen. Hands reaching out to an orb of wonder in a night sky littered with stars. I am grasping at what was once mine and soon will be again. When going through hardship, sometimes the things we love the most can be lost. A block in our minds, an anxious… Continue reading I Am Grasping
Shame On Me.
Open-handed I stretched out and grasped all my faults and fears. I wrested it towards myself, fighting the searing pain each scratch left as it fought me. Shame on me for presuming this would be easy. I could not Suffocate the anguish and tears. Shame on me for letting this monster run rampant in my… Continue reading Shame On Me.