I am forever drowning in a place where I cannot move
I cannot breathe
Yet time still goes on all around me.
I have learned to call this place home,for no matter how hard I try I cannot escape.
Time has no place here
Everything lies still.
I do not move on from the trauma I have been through
each **** is shown to me
over and over again
They call it PTSD
post traumatic stress disorder
You'd think that after all these times I could avoid this inevitability
* I was *****  last night

Thinking I was in the company of friends, I got drunk
I could feel everything happening to me
but I couldn't say no
It was as if I was only a husk of myself
I  wasn't there*
When I finally came too,
I squeezed my legs together.
You wouldn't stop touching me
I moved to the corner of the bed
Holding onto myself tightly, hoping this was just a dream
You wouldn't stop touching me
PLEASE STOP TOUCHING ME
It's over now
I'm back to the place where everything lies still.