Let me help you step through
the looking glass so you can
see what's on the other side
of me.
I am a survivor!
I will not be silent any longer.
This is me pounding on the post
yelling at my ghost.
Leave me alone, why don't you take
what you came for?
Why don't you leave me and take
everything so I can start over?
I don't need this abuse,
you have nothing but excuses.
I am not the failure, you are the
damages that follow my every step.
I am a survivor! PTSD is my struggle.
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