Can’t Cope

Can’t cope.

PTSD has taken over, once more.

Can’t cope.

The nightmares are back.

Can’t cope. 

Getting to sleep and staying asleep near impossible. 

Can’t cope.

Filled with violent ideations. 

Can’t cope.

Want my revenge, or some sort of justice.

Can’t cope;

and my heart remains broken. 


About zedmondson

Zoe. 22. Australia. I'm writing to share my experiences with Bipolar Disorder with others. I believe in fighting stigma surrounding mental illness. I believe in being able to wear my heart on my sleeve; or on my blog. And I believe in myself. That's what my blog is all about. Hope you enjoy x View all posts by zedmondson

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