Trauma

The shattered pieces of my soul Scattered like debris after a storm Haunting memories etched into my being A constant ache, a never-ending mourn The echoes of pain reverberate within A symphony of anguish and despair Invisible wounds, hidden from sight But etched deeply, beyond repair A lifetime of battles fought within The scars, a map of my journey Each step forward, a struggle to heal Yet the past still grips me, unrelentingly I long for peace, for solace, for release To break free from the chains of my past But trauma's grip is tight, unyielding Leaving me breathless, struggling to last