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PTSD


PTSD Been trying to wiped away ghost of the past memories Through all the places I've been to I have lost everything that really counted It pains me to think can't get this over with They were so wrong in thinking Of doing what they thought was best Nothing good was coming out of it I'd sunk in to a deep water Now I've calculated over my mischiefs With unsettling nerves through the hard part I have been denied something important It brought my distance near Make me feel so flustered PTSD is all it is about With any luck I might survive Terrifying event PTSD got to me so fast Rehashing the past as inevitable It was so wrong to take advantage Of my innocent memories Easy to fool me around to forgiving But never to forgetting The violence over my helpless soul I hear their rattle voices When I couldn't defend myself Reducing me to begging They have taken my life from me Nothing comes close to amendment I feel my pain and my anger Without anyone to share with Every time I'm close to remembering I'm buried in my solitude with no one To stood by me See friends and family clearly giving me away Its my life I have to fight On a battle ground It was never a good fight It keeps on bringing my weakness I'm holding on to my parch life Truncate with terrors of the past And errors of the present ©Nature Boy
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