PTSD AND ME

IT HIT ME ALL AT ONCE,
LIKE A TITLE WAVE 
SMASHING INTO THE WALLS 
OF MY FRAGILE HEART. 

I WAS STANDING ON THE PIER,
ENJOYING THE FACE OF THE SUN
TILT INTO THE ARMS 
OF THE SEA.

WHEN A GENTLE BREEZE 
ESCAPED THE CLUTCHES 
OF THE TOWERING WAVES
AND SAILED MY MIND
INTO YESTERYEARS NIGHTMARE.

FLASHBACKS, AND FEELINGS OF GUILT,
THAT I THOUGHT WERE BURIED 
AND LONG FORGOTTEN,
ONCE MORE RAISE ITS UGLY HEAD,
AND BEGAN TO SPEAK, IN THE HOWLING WINDS.

THE TRAUMATIC EXPERIENCE 
THAT INVADED MY CHILDHOOD
HAD RETURNED,
THE MASSACRE OF MY SCHOOL FRIENDS 
IN THE CLASSROOM BY A DEGENERATE SOUL,
HAD CREPT IN UNAWARES.

AND THERE I STOOD, 
DEFENSELESS AND AFRAID,
AT THE WATERS EDGE,
CRIPPLED BY PTSD, AND UNABLE TO FLEE.

WILFORD BARKER.