PTSD

The memories from the past, they keep coming back,
A never-ending playback, an emotional attack,

The pain that I feel, it's hard to explain,
I try to keep it together, but it's all in vain.

I'm fighting this battle, with no end in sight,
My mind's in a warzone, can't escape the fight,

The weight on my shoulders, it's too much to bear,
But I keep moving forward, even if it's just a stare.

I'm searching for a way out, a path to follow,
A way to heal, and a way to swallow,

The fears and the doubts, that are holding me back,
And the voices that tell me, I'm never on track.

But I won't give up, won't give in to defeat,
I'll keep on fighting, until I'm back on my feet,

I'll break through these chains, and set myself free,
From this mental prison, that's been haunting me.