One moment I feel nothing and the other moment I am vulnerable. Living with PTSD has created a world where I am lost.
I am tired but my body is active. My soul wants peace but my brain is fighting. I want love but sometimes I don’t like myself. I lost everyone but I found myself.
I lost myself and found rescuers. Something is dead somewhere and yet I live. I want to be alone but I want you to be with me. I love you but I’m stunned.
I am a daughter of the universe and yet the demons are chasing me. I am a free soul but still trapped – soul of minds.
-By M Vossenaar