POEMS ABOUT PTSD > Frozen
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FROZEN​

​Frozen I stand, abandoned, alone,
Surrounded by the ice-wall of fear.
Unable to move, my voice is silenced.
A thunderous heartbeat I hear.
 
My MIND understands and wants to move on, 
But one small reminder, one slam of the door…
No matter how many deep breaths I take,
My BODY gets FROZEN,
as IT keeps the score.
 
 
LILIANA KOHANN
©Artpeace Publishing 2023 (Feb 16th)
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