Home Art Creative Writing Poetry Personal PTSD By Mark Martinez. Published on July 27, 2015. 2 I heard the ECHOES of your footsteps as you walked away into the gray They were swiftly followed by SILENCE that pierced my ears Quietly with PATIENCE and a surgeon’s steadiness I was lifted A fall from GRACE into a solid void left me with an innocuous manifestation Related 2 Comments Add yours 1 Heather Aguailar on July 30, 2015 at 3:52 pm Reply Mark, The fact that your work has found a voice that can be shared with our VC community is profound! Your writing is inspiring. 2 Jaclyn Walker on December 2, 2015 at 11:45 am Reply I agree with Heather, very inspiring. I felt the “fall from GRACE into a solid void.” + Leave a Comment Cancel reply CommentNameEmailUrl Notify me of follow-up comments by email. Notify me of new posts by email.