You raised your voice, I raised my guard,
Love turned battlefield, went too far.
Glass on the floor, blood on my sleeve,
Now I jump at the sound of your keys.
Every slam of a door feels like war again,
Heart racing, mind pacing, can’t ignore again.
You said, “It’s your fault,” till I believed,
Now every loud sound makes me freeze.
Trigger words, they cut too deep,
Can’t close my eyes, I don’t get sleep.
Flashbacks hit like a gun in my head,
I ain’t dying, but I feel half-dead.
You said love, but you meant control,
Now I’m patching the holes in my soul.
Yeah, PTSD, it don’t fade away,
Still fighting your ghost every day.
I see your face when I close my eyes,
Even silence feels like lies.
You’d slam walls, I’d brace for pain,
Now thunder sounds just the same.
People say “move on,” but they don’t know,
The way trauma seeps where feelings go.
I flinch when someone raises a hand,
Even if it’s soft — I don’t understand.
Trigger words, they cut too deep,
Can’t close my eyes, I don’t get sleep.
Flashbacks hit like a gun in my head,
I ain’t dying, but I feel half-dead.
You said love, but you meant control,
Now I’m patching the holes in my soul.
Yeah, PTSD, it don’t fade away,
Still fighting your ghost every day.
Now I’m learning how to breathe again,
No more running from the mess I’m in.
The scars still burn, but they tell my truth,
Survivor inked deep from my youth.
I flinch less now, I speak my name,
Not your victim, not your shame.
Still got triggers, still got fears,
But I wear ‘em proud — they’re proof I’m here.
Healing ain’t clean, it’s blood and sweat,
But I’m not the same as the night we met.
You took my peace, but not my fight,
I’m still standing — and that’s my light.
Every bruise healed, but the mind won’t mend,
It replays the start and skips the end.
You broke more than skin, you cracked my core,
Now peace feels violent — I can’t be sure.
So if I seem distant, don’t take it wrong,
I’m still learning to feel like I belong.
The war is over, but the fight remains,
PTSD tattooed on my veins.
