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That surrounds my head
It's called PTSD
Sometimes it wants me dead

This struggle is real
The fight for my life
I do not want to be scared
When I grab a knife

Some people abuse it
They this it is cool
The people fighting it
Think you're just a fool

It will consume you
Take all your power
It Will overwhelm you
In your darkest hour

It makes you rage
For no reason at all
The ones that love you most
Watch as you fall

As you go down
Further into that hole
You do not see it coming
You do not know its goal

Why is it so hard
To see what is right
Every time I try
The harder it fights

It likes to control
The power in my brain
When it takes over
I have nothing left to gain

The stigma in society
That we are just nuts
Does not really help
Get us out of these ruts

Understand and support
This is a plea
Maybe with the right help
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Living with a Demon
Date: Wednesday, 5th August 2015 @ 10:08:12 AM AEST
Topic: Sad Poetry

Contributed By: sbhottie288
This is a stigma
That surrounds my head
It's called PTSD
Sometimes it wants me dead

This struggle is real
The fight for my life
I do not want to be scared
When I grab a knife

Some people abuse it
They this it is cool
The people fighting it
Think you're just a fool

It will consume you
Take all your power
It Will overwhelm you
In your darkest hour

It makes you rage
For no reason at all
The ones that love you most
Watch as you fall

As you go down
Further into that hole
You do not see it coming
You do not know its goal

Why is it so hard
To see what is right
Every time I try
The harder it fights

It likes to control
The power in my brain
When it takes over
I have nothing left to gain

The stigma in society
That we are just nuts
Does not really help
Get us out of these ruts

Understand and support
This is a plea
Maybe with the right help
We will finally be free

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