Words are Wild

ComplexPTSD Crash

Wild

I don’t write as you would read
But words are flowing out of my mind
I can catch it, as it flows
But to stop it is to stop a stream
Follow the stream where it might flow
And you will find a fountain down the road
With a rainbow to show the beauty of my mind
Words don’t come easy to me
But bump your head and words are all you get
You try to make it stop
But it’s spinning in your mind
And flowing out as you write
Words are coming up like the sun
The wind is blowing them out
Catching them is all I can do
I can’t seem to make them stop
I try to sleep
But I can’t, with all the words in my mind
Catch them while you can Cause tomorrow they’ll be gone

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Published by ComplexPTSD Crash

Welcome to my odyssey through Complex PTSD. It started unexpectedly on August 9th, 2021, during a challenging 12 km hike. The morning was calm, the air crisp, and our spirits high as we set off. Eager and ecstatically happy, we embarked on this unforeseen difficult adventure. However, merely five hundred meters in, I found myself falling behind. Determined to catch up, I quickened my pace, glancing at my watch. And then... a tree materialized before me, greeting me with a terrible greeting. From that moment, everything shifted... thus marking the start of my life-changing journey into the world of Complex Post Traumatic Stress Disorder.

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