Tag Archives: PTSD

A Blank Life

Tempted by an old addiction

A friend went over the top

Falling into his old routine

Now he’s unable to stop

Triggering deep seated issues

Feelings from so long ago

Getting high rather than crying

Going with the flow

What caused this aberration?

Bringing back the black hole

Stampeding over emotions

Smoke floating over the bowl

The blank in life surrounding

Only memories from the past

Keep coming to the forefront

Torturing tears of the harassed

© 2011 Michael Yost 10/01

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It’s a Dream

Tossing and turning sheets twisting around
Lashed to a pallet bobbing up bobbing down
Bed clothes and pillows cold soaking wet
Salt watered tearing eyes burning with sweat

Thunder then lightening jump with a start
Bullets and tracers you grab at your heart
You open your mouth in a silent scream
Crumpling to the floor realizing it’s a dream

Tossing and turning sheets torn asunder
Lashed to a pallet you begin to wonder
You open your mouth in a silent scream
Crumpling to the floor realizing it’s a dream
A dream

© 2010 Michael Yost 11/04

My Hiding Place

All I can give are these few words written here
Uncovering part of my life hoping to clear
Being left behind wrestling with my old fears
The same unspoken problems behind my tears

No molds or experience just an empty void
Tripping over my cold darkened thoughts yet a boy
Being held backward or worst yet pushed through destroyed
Reliving parts of my life no longer being toyed

The mirrored web cracked splintering some of my sins
While I tip toe on eggshells, needles and pins
Hoping today the rest of my life begins
Opening the locked doors that are held tight within

© 2014 Michael Yost 04/05

It’s a dream.. a dream

Tossing and turning sheets twisting around
Lashed to a pallet bobbing up bobbing down
Bed clothes and pillows cold soaking wet
Salt watered tearing eyes burning with sweat

Thunder then lightening jump with a start
Bullets and tracers you grab at your heart
You open your mouth in a silent scream
Crumpling to the floor realizing it’s a dream

Tossing and turning sheets torn asunder
Lashed to a pallet you begin to wonder
You open your mouth in a silent scream
Crumpling to the floor realizing it’s a dream
A dream

© 2010-2011  Michael Yost   booguloo@live.com