A simple walk in the
woods is a problem for me
I constantly think
there is someone hiding behind every
Tree
Bush
Rock formation
Or in every riverbed
I know that these
thoughts are just flashbacks
And thus not real
Part of me however,
wants to lash out at every ghost I see
The memories and
pain
Still run fresh
People tell me
"The war is over"
Maybe so
But
Mentlely
Emotionally
Those scars will
never trully heal
Those scares will
always huant me
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