This tortured mind of mine won’t rest
Anxiety, depression and thoughts of terror possessed
Repulsive memories flash through my mind
In bits and pieces discombobulated and intertwined.
Day’s are dark and night grow blacker,
Leaving me breathless, restless, feeling sadder
With each passing night the nightmares take fight
And every passing day the flashbacks come out to play.
There is no end in sight to this torments ignite
I wish for my past to rewrite –
Alas, forlorn are my hopes and efforts
As a tortured minds attain no rest