Triggers Poems

Stevens Anger Triggers

Irritated Steven wrote his anger triggers down.
His therapist read them, trying not to frown.
He asked his client to number them now
Number 106 was a fat dairy cow.

Number 214 was bird booby that was blue.
All together there were a thousand and two.
Everything made him mad – paper clips even.
Therapist knew he had a lifetime of work

Triggers

Triggers

Soft & loud
Here comes the storm cloud

Sssh the silent treatment
Meant for cruelty intent

Everyone’s the enemy
Even if I don’t agree

Stomping, slamming,huffing & puffing
Saying he’s only joking and bluffing

Ignoring, interrupting, intimidation
Only leads to darkness and deflation

Rolling his eyes and being dismissive
Thoughts of not to live

Invisible is how I feel
He says it’s no big deal

Triggers are all around
Without

Leadership's Triggers

Not gas, not oil, but leadership
  Yes, it's leadership pipelines we lack
    Young people coming up through the ranks
    For their mentors' devotion giving thanks
  
  It's every individual for himself today
  That's the internet and social media way
    Instead of bringing

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

On Content Warnings

There are some poems we are just not ready to write
The wound is still too fresh for us to take notes from the light of it
And our pencil tips aren't sharp enough to stitch us up just yet

When we spill our sins in ink
We pray with stained hands
Leave indigo fingerprints saying this is who I

Unforsakened

UNFORSAKENED

It is I, you said, was God-send
I was oblivious to your retirement
That extra special event.

It is I, you told, "...was a nobody."
The day after, I fell to the floor and wept
One abruptly wailed out your name.

It is I, you loved, with a love  so raw
I awoke and found me on your pillow
Pink roses filled

Triggers

PTSD stay away from me
Triggers let me be
Trigger here
Triggers there
Triggers everywhere
When Can I breath
When will it leave
I just want to live, I just want to sleep
I just want to lift my head up and walk not weep
I want to Stop having to ask people to forgive
It’s not fair to those who love you And give
They

What Are Your Triggers

What triggers out-of-control emotions?
frown
whistle
lopsided picture frame
yellow flowered wallpaper
person
smell
landscape
poem
painted canvas
purse
postcard
antique mall
toothbrush
six thousand eight hundred other things
What triggers me is unique to me
And what triggers you is an anomaly to me

Triggers

There are triggers...
and then there are triggers.

When the stars above shine on me,
I am always aware that you trigger something within me.
What you trigger is loving.
You warm my heart
and sometimes chase me away in sadness.
But tonight you warm my heart.
Thank you. I have been wondering
many things.

The universe has no interest in what I know,
but occasionally

Triggers

used to be one of those people that didn’t really understand triggers and how the simplest of things could send you tumbling down a rabbit hole back into that memory. i never understood how something like a word or making breakfast or the way somebody says a sentence could cause your stomach to heave and

Triggers

I’m afraid of bright blue cars. 
Every time I see one driving down the road, my body tenses and I look away. 
Only then to look more closely to see the driver's face. 
Once I figure out who’s driving, I can relax a little, but the pit in my stomach never fades. 

I can’t go

Triggers

“Triggers”

  So, you are used to me writing poetry but today it’s more like my thoughts for others to read. I need to clear my head of these constant roller coaster emotions. Today was just one of those days I was smiling from ear to ear and then in a sudden instant a trigger

Doomsday Comet Warning Triggers Pandemonium

P eople all over the earth were shocked to hear that a Comet half the size of the moon, would
A nnihilate every human being and most animals on earth on Friday, August 26, 2016; no one would survive.
N othing could be done as the comet was too big to be destroyed or nudged off course

Triggers

the punch of the first note 
the sound of your name 
the sight of the number 
invokes an ocean of emotion

the tickle of a memory 
the hint of a smile tugging lips 
the ache of a heart 
what remains is just reminiscing

the last word 
the last laugh 
the last time 

marks passing bisection of our

Temptation Triggers, Cowritten With Casarah Nance

pouring
sexy velvet origins
ignoring
delicacies begging please
forming
mold and fashion flesh driven sins
storing
homemade ***** potion remedies
preparing
visual nude food female medicines
exploring
the view from subdued dirty knees


erotic deep massage sensualities
high flame temptation recipes
lust concoction cream filling candies
who is the bondage sandman
complying to your delectable submissive fantasies


audacious
lacy lingerie masked peep show
courageous
breath by exhibitionist neon winter glow
voluptuous
thick statuesque marvel from head to

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