A force calls me out into the world
Into light life hope and love
While another force pulls me inward and down
It places a heavy boot on my chest
And will not let me rise
No matter how hard i try
Instead it keeps me paralysed
Spewing doubt and fear
At every turn
Vanquishing love and connection
It puts me into an altered state where I am blind
And projects attack on love
So all I see is fear
And then I react from shielding and defence
And meanwhile all joy and possibility disappears
What this force is I do not understand
Only that I long so desperately to be free
From the suffering and the pain
That holds the paralytic claim
Over all the fear and darkness
Inside of me
I can relate to the conflict between these two forces.
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