Wishing Upon A Star

There are days
When I wish
My life was normal
Living the Canadian dream
With a loving family
Surrounding me.

Gone
Are my PTSD flashbacks
Pinning me to my bed
Filling my body
With toxic memories
And pain.

Disappeared
Are my crippling bouts
Of depression
Sometimes ending
In a suicide attempt by me.

Vanished
Is my agoraphobia
Which has kept me
Virtual prisoner
Within my own apartment
For days and weeks
At a time.

Sound of a ringing cellphone
Burst this dream of me
As I answer
“Hello”.

Author's Note

Written during a darker time of my healing, having come out, of a prolong depression, lasting several months (September 21, 2010).

Reviews

[An Ordinary Woman]

I love the last stanza, too. :)

[An Ordinary Woman]

Very Nice, T.

I'm happy to see something positive happening that's awesome! Great writing too!