Tortured Mind

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