By:Brittany Eldridge
The haunting nightmares Midnight, and at the wall I stare
If I fall asleep, PTSD consumes my mind If only peace, I could find
Toss and turn all night, awoken by my internal self shaking I reach for my arms for someone to protect me, but I'm consumed by my nervous system overtaking
Surrounded by evil souls that sucked the life out of me Sociopaths, narcissists, they attack like a flea
Sick of this world, sick of the disgust, sick of not being cherished Living malnourished
Spirit in the sky We all die
Narrated: https://youtu.be/nr8BnZWQGyo
