Untreated Trauma Poem by James McLain

Inside my head are haunted dreams,
Untreated wounds, silent screams.
A heart, a soul, both torn apart,
Consequences of a fractured heart.

Memories linger, refuse to fade,
In the depths where pain is laid.
Each unhealed wound a heavy chain,
Binding the past with a relentless strain.

Time, a witness to the lingering ache,
A soul's reflection in a shattered lake.
Untreated trauma, a relentless tide,
Echoes in the silence, where scars reside.