Back then

Ripping, tearing, suffocating This is the way you make me feel The flashbacks feel so real Nauseas, sick, and vulnerable When will it stop? Those few minutes feel like hours On this devastating clock Rocking back and forth No sound, no sight, no feeling Except the way it was back then Again I ask when it will stop Just terror and hoplessness When can i forget? When can this pain leave my head? Cold, lonely, and hurt What did i do to deserve this?