Choked up Words

I wrote this when I was 13 trying to describe my PTSD. I found this in my journal.

A visual I see is haunting me
7 years ago now I find it stopping me
Depression and anxiety overwhelming me
Where is the place I ought to be
My coping mechanisms are destroying
The people I love yet ignoring
Overwhelming feeling I cant speak
Constant regret I now have to keep
The visual I see surrounding me
I run, to slow it caught up with me
Silence is what I favor most
Until it looks like i've seen a "ghost"
Staring into space no one understands
What I see is not under my command