in ptsd •  last year

This is a poem on mental dis-ease

Days repeating
Same old shit
Cycles of emptiness
Emotions crash into my being
Overwhelmed, Afraid, Stuck
How do I get out of this rut?
Same old shit
Staring out into the Void,
Too tired to work, Too Sad to be motivated
No, cant seem to trust anyone
Cant give anyone my vulnerability
Cant give my pain to anyone
No, I need to grow
Grow those seeds of positivity,
waiting to be sown.

But if I keep waiting,
My heart will be too cold by then

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