My ptsd meds are too powerful at night
I slept through thing stupid
Awful
The slipping when I realized my precious gauge ripped out
Of my ear
I yelled up your PTSD meds up youurs
I decide not to have it stitched as it didn't hurt
And in makes me unique
But still fuck you meds fuck youu
YOU ARE READING
#f**kPTSD
PoetryPoetry on what's it's like to have PTSD and my managing my post traumatic stress disordertraumatic stress disorder, be good bad or the ugly. #fuckptsd
