
Safe Harbor
PTSD
Proudly, I embarked on life's seas,
But today I am shocked to find
There, between the world and me,
The barrier reefs of my mind.
So, here I am, full of longing,
Gazing out upon beckoning seas,
Aching to depart, my soul on fire...
But locked in a prison that is me.
When did I arrive in this harbor?
Why did the reefs slowly form?
At first, I was buoyed by their presence;
They protected me from the storms.
Now, as I drift slowly backward
Til my keel gently grounds on the sand,
I fear I will remain here forever,
Marooned on this sheltered strand.
The sails have all been lowered,
And the waves idly lap at my hull
While a tear slowly wells and spills over
for a life grown barren and dull.
©5/10/2004 Thurman P. Woodfork
(With an assist from Nancy L. Meek)
~~For all those bunker-bound souls~~


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