PTSD

When I heard the fear in your voice on the loudspeaker
I wanted to run for miles
Bound to my room
No way out
But, anyway in

How can some so atheistic begin to pray

I found out today
As I was hiding under a desk on the far right corner
I prayed to God
I prayed to come home
I prayed to see my daughter’s today
I prayed to not leave this earth yet

And today, Death passed by my doorstep
I never cried so silently
As the tears rolled down my face
My heart racing
My hands shaking
I couldn’t breathe
Waiting for a sign

PTSD

Because I remember the same position
I remember the frantic cries
I remember the screaming
I remember it all

Except this time, there is no one to hold me
Except this time, I am alone
Except this time, I had no idea what to do
Except this time, I was f*****g hopeless

Reviews

[John the Baptist]

Sounds like the genuine terror of one reliving mentally being part of a school shooting. I hope that is not the case.