My trauma consumes me, it tears me down. I try to put it away but it always comes back around. You took a lot from me, I'm not my old self. I cry and I cry but nothing helps. It's been years but my trauma still sticks, every time it comes it makes me sick. I hope you are proud of the damage you've done, but life without you is better than none.
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ThePoeticGirl (
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- Comment from author about the poem: Trauma is real, it sticks with you but please don't let it consume you. I know it's hard, god I know. But those who cause such pain can't win!
- Category: Sad
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Turn that trauma to strength, you've done the hard part, everything else is moving on and moving up.
Thank you! I needed to hear this 🙂
Trauma sometimes is just to make u stronger, u have already able to deal with it till now u can win with just a little more time
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