Sep 2017
I awake,
knowing that it happened again
another dream
another world that I can't live in
one where you exist
one where your heart never stopped
I beg you to let me stay
but then my eyes open
and I am alone
with only the night
and the fading memory of a dream
knowing that it happened again
another dream
another world that I can't live in
one where you exist
one where your heart never stopped
I beg you to let me stay
but then my eyes open
and I am alone
with only the night
and the fading memory of a dream
In this poem I tried to make light of my complex PTSD. Almost romanticizing the nightmares. It makes it less scary for me if I see it as a dream instead of a flashback.
