ptsd
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Tick tock Tick tock Don’t you hearMama’s Cuckoo clock?Are you going to right These wrongs Before the pinecone Hits the floor? I am not afraid Of my mirror,Who I am,Or what I’ve done.Why are you?Has your god not been Forgiving enough To bring you the strength To apologize to me? My arms are open,My ears are ready,Anytime you are, I am here to accept…
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Lungs filling to the brimDrowning, Drowning, Don’t you worry dearThey will empty againLife will returnYou will stand And continue on Don’t you worry dearYou are not down and out yetDon’t let the light inside your eyes dieYou’ve got another round in youI know you doGet your fists upWatch their left,Dodge their right,Run like hell. Don’t…
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I remember Your hands around my throat Couldn’t fight you off I was too little then That’s when I learned There is was no one Coming for me No knight in shining armor No one was coming to stop their little prince From wrapping his hands around myLittle princess throat. Squeezing Squeezing Squeezing I gasp …
Healing Birds Fly Again 