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Cptsd Poems - Poems about Cptsd


Fighting Fire with Molotovs
Tight stretched skin, not unlike leather parchment Adorned with scars and burns and such carvings Among the colors, red ink's enrichment Envelops a file cabinet's burnings Advice from the mental advisory Suggests that all these thoughts be locked away In filing in forgotten drawery To the night is left burdens of the day Where were they all put, these things once forgot? Within the...

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Categories: cptsd, abuse, depression, fire, introspection,
Form: Sonnet
Premium Member Like Dancing Naked It Is
Like dancing naked it is to expose my feeling thoughts this way My words give me away my feelings on display It's why I never shared it before in any meaningful way I could not stomach to feel myself so share them all ? no way! So it's more like crawling on broken glass or swallowing a lump with mass And I hope with releasing...

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Categories: cptsd, angst, anxiety, emotions, feelings,
Form: Rhyme



Premium Member I Was Not Sick, She Was
A cage not of your making your own expiration date Your mother branded you with it and made you wear it even to date It was announced at family dinners with strangers in the room It was told to every family friend of my own impending doom How it made me feel was not considered not given a meager thought She just had to get...

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Categories: cptsd, anger, anti bullying, anxiety,
Form: Rhyme
Trauma
Silver knife in the heart Twisting Crystalizing off of fear, building a fort to disappear Forever Black shadow upon my chest Sucking the happines from my soul and leaving me among the rest Empty Running away from the stress Choking on the truth One neglect after another Chaining me in a dark room,sunlight never shining in A doll to control,stealing from the innocence Taken while conscious,...

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Categories: cptsd, anxiety, child abuse, childhood,
Form: Rhyme
Come and Go
Her back never faces the door “I’ll only need you on certain days” she says (absently) “I’ll have to write them down my memory doesn’t work so well especially when I am caught up” she’s thinking (a lovely stare) “Who is that in the mirror? Where did she come from why the is she here? I don’t need this right now She shouldn’t be here!” I ask (matter-of-factly) “Where...

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Categories: cptsd, mental illness,
Form: Free verse



My Father, Who Art In His Heaven
You can't say that we didn't try To open up to you, But in spite of the tears we cried There's nothing you would do To try to save what we should have, The fault was never yours We lay our hearts out on the line But, no - 'I'm not the cause.' Someday you'll look back and see In you we can't invest, We...

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Categories: cptsd, abuse, anger, betrayal, child
Form: Sonnet

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