Greeting Card Maker | Poem Art Generator

Free online greeting card maker or poetry art generator. Create free custom printable greeting cards or art from photos and text online. Use PoetrySoup's free online software to make greeting cards from poems, quotes, or your own words. Generate memes, cards, or poetry art for any occasion; weddings, anniversaries, holidays, etc (See examples here). Make a card to show your loved one how special they are to you. Once you make a card, you can email it, download it, or share it with others on your favorite social network site like Facebook. Also, you can create shareable and downloadable cards from poetry on PoetrySoup. Use our poetry search engine to find the perfect poem, and then click the camera icon to create the card or art.



Enter Title (Not Required)

Enter Poem or Quote (Required)

Enter Author Name (Not Required)

Move Text:

Heading Text

       
Color:

Main/Poem Text

       
Color:
Background Position Alignment:
  | 
 

Upload Image: 
 


 
 10mb max file size

Use Internet Image:




Like: https://www.poetrysoup.com/images/ce_Finnaly_home_soare.jpg  
Layout:   
www.poetrysoup.com - Create a card from your words, quote, or poetry
The Reason Why I Flinch
You ask me- why it is, that I flinch ? With every sudden movement , that I don't see coming. Like I expect to be hit . It's a leftover reaction . Like a residual tic. A predetermined mechanism physically attempting to defend my physical self. For at the hands of another, my body has been beaten , been broken , and battered . My heart has been shattered . My spirit through and through has had it. Now ,I have to , sit here and explain to you Why I sit with my back to the wall Of every room , and why I'm afraid of my own shadow. . Because the ptsd that envelopes me, Is like an unseen deformity Of my brain , when I'm triggered , my mind gets stuck In the moment of my trauma ,and I'm reliving them again. So when I hide my face And tuck in my chin Shudder as your fingertips brush against my skin , It comes from someplace deep within. Someplace between the past , And , how long until it happens again? I know you say, how could I think this of you? But, he said he would never too ! And each and every time his fist Or open hand Made contact with my bare skin, I felt all at once the total shock and disbelief, Immediate denial that this broken girl was me. I guess I had to learn this lesson repeatedly. So when you ask me why I'm a jumpy ball of nervous energy ,and why I'm always flinching? Because ,my ptsd has crippled me . This is what is left of me. Existing in the fear that is my reality. And, there is no more room for Empty I love yous . Only final goodbyes , Permanent and absolute. As is the pain I try so hard in vain to disguise But the truth is, I cannot hide, Or wish to deny.. The truth, that is such a sad truth. But a truth nonetheless that is mine. And I don't have it in me even one single inch of doubtful benefit, so the reality is ,this is the answer to your question, the reason why I flinch.
Copyright © 2024 Niki Betsill. All Rights Reserved

Book: Reflection on the Important Things