Losing control

My mind fills with confusion.
My heart screams out "no".
My vision becomes blurry,
Pain, I no longer feel.

Memories race through my mind,
my life flashing before my eyes.
Confusion becomes hate and rage,
as my heart suddenly grows cold.

My body has been taken over,
no longer can I control what I do.
I cry and scream so loudly,
who knows what else I'll do.

Suddenly I come to,
not knowing what just happened.
I'm still sobbing, screaming, shaking,
"What did I just go through?"

I realize it was another flashback,
that once again took over me.
For they take hold of my mind,
making me do things I never admit.

I have to make them stop somehow
Before someone gets hurt.
The last time that this happened..
...a life I could've took...

***This poem is about having flashbacks associated with PTSD (post traumatic stress disorder). I think you would've had to gone through this to understand the poem.. So please don't leave negative comments or votes simply because you don't understand..***
Thanks
~Tyanna~