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PTSD

A Poem by Ainslie

With PTSDYour head is never really "quiet"It's alwaysOver analyzingWhether it's people, places, or situationsIt always happensAre they going to hit me..

Days Drag On

A Poem by Ainslie

Each dayThe drags get longerAs my life gets shorterAnd I'm toldThere's nothing wrongBut they haven't been put outAs if they were nothing

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