PTSD

[rainingviolets]

Another bad night

Another bad night

Secrets locked within me bubble and burst

The evil darkness quakes to reveal the worst

Visions from the past return to my bed

Ashes of my childhood swirl in my head

I am broken and bleeding, that sad painful feeling

My wounds are too deep and too old for healing

A little girl weeps once again in my dreams

Fighting her chains she begins to scream

Confused and alone she yells out, “WHY?”

Her young voice echoing is the only reply

Another bad night

Passing hours in fright

The veil of repression slips aside one more time

To eerily reveal the past that was mine

People and places

Long ago faces

Terror and sadness

A family’s cruel madness

Broken, cracked, snapped, and shattered

Scratched, thrown, beaten, and battered

Touches and words from an obscene world

Bruises and blood from objects hurled

Choked back screams and stifled tears

Hiding places from years of fears

Another bad night

Another bad night

Awakened by screams

From those childhood dreams

Once more to find that the veil has been dropped

The long ago images once again have stopped

Retreated behind the beloved repression

Until the next night they again find expression
©mks

 

[Roadrunner3]

Powerful and raw. Excellent write.
RR3

 

[rainingviolets]

Thank you. I write from experience.

 

[Martyr's Crown]

Very nicely written! It is easy to feel through your poem the way you have expressed it, also letting one understand the pain you still feel from all the hurt.

As the text under your chosen name says; you do are safe in the arms of love. Love as in God, revealed through His Son Jesus Christ! Also where you will receive more healing! All in His time for you.