A close companion
Never far away
Sometimes it whispers
Sometimes it shouts
Sometimes it shudders
At the glimpse of a ghastly ghost
Hovering just out of sight
Hiding in a brain
Rewired by the terror of one dark night
Once a trusted protector
Now a faulty danger detector
With a missile guidance system
Firing at both real and imagined threats
Repairs are underway
I hope it's fixed one day
Until then
Fear for me
Is like an once close buddy
Suffering from PTSD
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