Best Traumatic Poems

Here we hid when we heard
A knock strongly---a sudden clattered upon the ground
Everyone indoor shrieked, trembled
Out...     out.....      we heard
They separated males from females
Sans bother how small we were
They guided us to the boot camp field
Gave us...

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Possibly the most difficult battle I've ever fought.
Timeless struggles of my mind.
Scenes of human depravity lurk behind my closed eyes.
Disturbs my daily routines and demands attention....

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as I lay beneath the twillight 
of my perpetrual youth 
why under a knights cloak 
I'd withered very quickly 

saddled beyond self an unconscious 
metaphor idealistically reaching for 
melancholy congressional desires 
morbid meetings of the mind

I could only invision
through dark windows
in my head I'd drifted
calmly...

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You should feel ashamed.
What are you an idiot?
The woman is standing there with a baby crying in her arms.
The train is starting and stopping, rapid, erratic, uncaring.
Get the hell up and give this woman your seat!
God, you'd think that Tufts education would give you even...

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Teenagers not taking
Responsibility
And causing
Utter
Madness, sadness
And 
Trauma while
Intoxicated.
CRASH!...

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The day my mind folded over the highway. 
in sunny Florida citrus surrounded me 
the breeze was just right as oranges danced. 
with lemons scents the sun dazed my sight 
as the ground rose up to greet the vehicle 
panic arose first responders pronounced me.
...

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Divided under the cities 
streams mapping decisive 
endings while toiling about 
the beginning boldness 
reaching for braising 
characters galloping 
amidst a certain angst 
we’ve devoured nothingness 
and opened the sky 
with truth thrashing 
tempers meaningful tools 
craving an emptiness 
above the continuous 
Bayshore a quiet...

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Tries to kill himself.
Rather die young than
Achieve goals.
Unsure about
Making a bright future.
Acts like a follower but can be a leader.
Tries to get out of trouble but
Instead, continues until something bad happens, then
Cries when not heard....

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the awakening again night sweats wet sheet 
a cold damp room filled with gloom screams 
wails sighs distant cries the war on the mind 
has began all over again passing through 

enemy territory life exploding like bombs 
quieting thought mere panic send familiar 
waves throughout...

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Feeling blessed that Allah has allowed me to receive continued care for traumatic headaches neurological damage extensive medical treatment even though I receive death threats on my life by domestic terrorists bitter angry filled with rage because I wore wires pregnant for the fbi buying...

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I was fixed in front of my parent's grave.
They were quiet as the tomb was interned.
There were only two people that were brave.
I was fixed in front of my parent's grave.
We have no soothing words or blooms to save
They shared their emotions, and I feel...

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That’s where it all began the FBI warning me my life was in danger my children lives were in danger because Ciro Gargano had committed these horrific arsons 9 elderly persons lost surrounding my abusive ex he worked doing odd jobs for Gargano this resulted...

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My known, soothing landscapes,
grown from my own hues and shapes,
somehow vanquished their view.
Just one more sore blister of news
to aid my staid mind’s gist of confused.
My angered fist punched tears in their wake
before my shock shakily jot them on a list
of all my fear sought...

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Let the revival and return of vitals be crucial to expose your potential/
Drop denial it’s a vicious cycle/
This brain heal doesn’t appeal to what his feelings reveal or what he is mentally able to conceal/
This life’s like a fish and a reel so surreal/
Seems like...

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Drink the poison from my blood, breathe the rot from my lungs.
Take all that has been decaying inside me and nurse it to health like an injured bird.
A child who was once pure, turned sour like a piece of fruit rotting under the summer sun.
Ice...

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