Best Trauma Poems

Your time worn hand rests on my shoulder
A gentle firm touch
Ancient fingers stretching awake
And for that moment in time, I receive you
My body marinates in...

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When I am nothing, a no one,
when nobody remembers my name -
will you give me a purpose to remain?

When I can no longer run,
will you...

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Now that only forgotten promises remain,
sounds of solitude are gifts I wish to obtain.
Sentiments are temporary in a world full of change,
affections are wasted in...

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When we search for answers from egotistic minds,
life is full of meaningless questions that lead us nowhere.
You sabotaged the sandman who brought me my dreams,
corrupting...

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Childhood is a ship,
preparing to set sail,
but not all harbors are kind

the ocean a mysterious enigma.

Not all inflictions are visible,
some bruises remain invisible.
Not all trauma...

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“Out of suffering have emerged the strongest souls; the most massive characters are seared with scars.”
Khalil Gibran

In days of darkness,
sad stars shimmer like somber souls.
Upon...

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Her persona is like 
a portrait 
   of picturesque perfection,
embalmed in 
  bittersweet lavender, 
unseen within depths 
of tributaries of elixir.
If only...

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I gaze beyond 
the silver winged 
     heart of 
twinkling twilight,
lost within metaphors 
    in warm cashmere
 ...

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The burial ground,  groomed to greet
the gatherers of their love apocalypse
with garlands grown and sown
from the rose fire of Athena's throne,
on this day they...

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I have fought through incredible things
Trauma and all kinds of life experiences 
One may think peace comes to one easy
But it doesn’t, as the years...

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"Angels & Demons"




The Soul never sleeps
battered and lonely, the lesson 
Life spent in The Hard Sell

Soft-served you become
melting Insomnia 
mouth sucking a loaded gun

blue ribbonned...

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The overlapping of me and us three
Of who I was and who I turned out to be
I never ever felt I was good enough 
Or...

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At first, remember how we were 
skeptical strangers?
Then, by mystical magic, we 
melted into close friends!
I hope we meet in the golden streets 
of heaven!
Where...

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I’ve picked it up a hundred times
yet dropped it just once more
So I give up, the blasted thing
can lay there on the floor

And stepping out...

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“Let me be strong, for to be anything else is to languish in the abyss of compromise and to descend to places of impoverishment so...

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