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Traumas Poems - Poems about Traumas


UNCLAIMED ECHOES
In the echoes of your whispers, I heard the words you spoke, "I wish to be the last," a promise gently broke. She, the canvas of your dreams, painted in hues divine, A masterpiece of beauty that, alas, will never be mine. I'm selfish, I confess, I can't let you slip away, Yet her name dances in...

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Categories: traumas, depression,
Form: Free verse
Premium Member Traumas
Did I create these inner demons named traumas to one self? Disappointments, depression, abandonment, daddy issues, mommy issues, insecurities, rape of one’s mind, body and soul only to recreate these unhealed illusions that often comes and goes like the weather. In my consciousness oftentimes one is told to let go and let a higher source take...

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Categories: traumas, abuse, bullying, corruption, environment,
Form: Free verse



Safety
Safety is a rare commodity. You can tell someone your traumas & triggers and they will still use them against you for personal gain to try to control. Which can lead to physical abuse, if you call them out on their role. If you aren't careful friends even family will use their mask to justify...

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Categories: traumas, america, black african american,
Form: Free verse
Premium Member Broken Frames
Before the fog of trauma I saw pearly gates Ajar with festivities of joy and laughter I remember frozen moment in time Brazen forbidden touch, my mind unguarded. The number three precedes four or more The late Veteran's flag is triangular My frame of mind saw oblivion I stood broken before fog of addiction. One, and only One seals broken frames The prodigal snapped...

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Categories: traumas, 3rd grade, child abuse,
Form: Bio
Traumas
I come from broken glass and tv shows. From love filled lies and budweiser cans. Police Lights and Shouting. I am from broken vows. Loving spouses, that left and didn’t come back until the next day. I come from dead grandparents and tears. Hospice Hours and Hospital visits. Crosses and Blessed Oil. I come from forced religion, the holy trinity. Broken Promises and...

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Categories: traumas, 10th grade, 11th grade,
Form: Free verse



Premium Member Traumas of Life
Slowly through the curtains Night turns to day; Illusive shadowed pictures Evaporate and die; Within inner images array Captured--locked forever In imagination,stay....

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Categories: traumas, imagination, life, recovery from...,
Form: Free verse

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