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Without The Trigger

February 10, 2022
By rfettinger04 SILVER, Aurora, Colorado
rfettinger04 SILVER, Aurora, Colorado
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A frightened child is hiding alone,
The night beckons horrors beyond control,
To fathom light, a skill I wish were shown,
Keep my guard up, walls protect and patrol.

Nightmares seep through, sleepless nights weaken minds,
I try to fight, the past can't control me,
The image of the future leaves me blind,
Fears behind, my future will set me free.

Soon I depart, leave bittersweet goodbyes,
Shadows of my horrors tend to linger,
Still I may experience lows and highs,
Strength I build, a gun without the trigger.

The darkness beckons courage from within,
But still I fight and I promise to win.

The author's comments:

I wrote this poem about nightmares that come from PTSD.

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