PTSD 2
A simple walk in the woods is a problem for me
I constantly think there is someone hiding behind every
Tree
Bush
Rock formation
Or in every riverbed
I know that these thoughts are just flashbacks
And thus not real
Part of me however, wants to lash out at every ghost I see
The memories and pain
Still run fresh
People tell me "The war is over"
Maybe so
But
Mentlely
Emotionally
Those scars will never trully heal
Those scares will always huant me