Jumbled thoughts
In a cloudy head
PTSD lock and key
Coming down
Down
Down
Down
Symptoms rolling
Falling to the ground
After it all
Jagged edged
Jigsaw claw
To a puzzle
Shoved in the closet
Waiting for the redeposit
Now I'm numb
Mind encased throng
Grey clouds dissipating
Into the serene
Now I'm tired
But I feel guilty
For putting you through this
Because I hate emotional tryst
The unknown blackmail
Wrapping unknowingly
Like heavy chain mail
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