PTSD

PTSD

A Poem by Rhia Barton
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This is my best way of describing what my PTSD feels like.

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Thick slime 

Gelatinous 

Yet solid 

Forcing me down 

Claws down my arms 

I'm drowning 

I can't breathe 

Oh god I can't breathe 

My legs are stuck 

Or numb 

Or not there 

My head pulled back 

String around my throat 

Slimy arms wrapped around me 

Cold fever 

I can't scream 

I can't breathe 

I'm sinking 

Hands run over my body 

I want to die

© 2021 Rhia Barton


Author's Note

Rhia Barton
It's been a long time since I've written anything, but I sometimes find myself writing down whatever comes to mind. I wrote this with the intent of describing what my PTSD feels like, though my therapist has queried if it's a memory - it could be. I usually ask for constructive criticism but as this is a very raw and personal piece, I would not like feedback of that kind please.

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Added on November 24, 2021
Last Updated on November 24, 2021
Tags: dark, poetry, poem, muse, abstract, contemporary, PTSD, depression, mental health

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Rhia Barton
Rhia Barton

Milton Keynes, Bucks, United Kingdom



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