P.T.S.D. in 5-7-5

Haiku Helps

What poor work process

PTSD encumbered

The job gets half done

 

Oh three legged donkey

Whose turn to carry my pack

Across rugged terrain

 

My extra voices

Drayt mir and hack mir a kop

Drill and pound my head

 

Don't argue with them

It only serves to fuel them

Pull yourself away

 

Do some other thing

Don't linger in fight or flight

Self-destructive mode

 

Arms and legs ready

Kick punch shield or run away

My four limbs bursting

 

Arms and legs ready

Digestive system shut down

Not needed right now

 

If you think it helps

Visualize comfort food

But don't try to eat

 

Extricate yourself

Don't argue with your voices

Thank them and say 'bye

 

If you think it helps

Put signs up around the house

Extrication tool

 

Put on your headphones

Blast music into your ears

Drown out those voices