Family and friends taking what I'm feeling as a joke

Like it was something I just made up

My struggle with PTSD is real and painful

And I'm feeling broke

My thoughts and feelings noone cares to see

They tell me PTSD is hard to believe

They don't see what all I'm going through

And how everyday is hard for me to make it through

Memories and Flashbacks I have are not pretend

I'm truly struggling

As I wait for them to come to an end

I've cried out for help

Yet noone seems to hear

Leaving my heart shattered

With constant fear

And my emotions hard to bear

It's been robbing me of my peace

And my sanity is starting to plummet down steep

My hope for surviving is fading away

More and more each day

No I'm not asking for pity

Just understanding

PTSD is real

And I need help to truly heal
© Ariella Adams