Thoughts

There is a part of my mind
Separated from me...
A broken bridge spanning the gap
Between the void and the island of memories.

Sometimes the memories fix the bridge,
They fix it with words that the memories know too well,
And the memories flood my mind
A wave of panic enters,
The soldiers gaurding my mind
Desperately trying to fend off the memories,
Repairing the cracked wall of fragile sanity
So that my mind doesn't cave in.

Thoughts, images, words, sounds, feelings, emotions, all come crashing into my mind
Scenes playing like an endless horror movie
Spinning webs of fear within me.

At least I'm not alone in this battle.

Other people, friends, family, strangers, soldiers, struggle with the horrors of the bloody battle within.

Please, no matter what you do,
Never let the memories win.