PTSD

LP2187

My heart drums loudly

My body aches and burns

My mind whizzes proudly

And I start to toss and turn

I’m laying down in bed

Trying to close my eyes

But I can’t shut off my head

And I feel paralysed

 

A vivid picture, a scene

A terrible trauma of pain

I feel really sick and green

My muscles starting to strain

The memories continue to play

Disturbing and horribly shocking

I can’t keep them away

So there’s no point in blocking

 

They flood my mind

A red, laser light

Attacking from behind

Drowning me in fright

Different outcomes

Even though they’re improbable

They all become banging hums

Ignoring them is impossible

 

But these things took place

A long time ago, shouldn’t they

Be gone, without a trace?

I feel lost, and I can’t find my way

I wish I could practise letting go

And learn to forget

But my heart beats faster though

And I break into a sweat

 

My breath is uneven

I squeeze my eyes shut tighter

Even though I’ve seen them

It makes the thoughts brighter

After each terrible memory

Going to sleep is too hard

I don’t have the energy

PTSD has left me scarred

  • Author: LP2187 (Offline Offline)
  • Published: September 6th, 2024 11:13
  • Comment from author about the poem: Hi. I haven't been diagnosed with PTSD but I feel like I do. I'm too scared to tell anyone though... So I wrote this poem.
  • Category: Sad
  • Views: 10
  • Users favorite of this poem: NinjaGirl
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Comments4

  • Tony36

    Excellent write

    • LP2187

      Thank you very much

      • Tony36

        You're welcome

      • NinjaGirl

        Hi there
        I have ptsd and this is what it feels like. I also for a while thought I had it before I was diagnosed. One of the scariest things I did was to do something about it.
        The healing journey is long--and hard. Full of bad days and good days. Thanks for this poem about it.
        I'm proud of you for finding your words.

        • LP2187

          Thank you. I’m proud of you for doing something about it. I could never do what you did.

          • NinjaGirl

            I know you can and it isn't easy. Just know I believe you and I believe in you.

            • LP2187

              Thank you. That means a lot to me.

            • rebellion_in_sanity

              I don't have PTSD. But a good poem gets into the bloodstream. I felt like being present in the room - my formless body watching, trying to reach out and comfort the person. Loved it

              • LP2187

                Thank you very much

              • Dan Williams

                You sound like someone in real distress. I was, for years, a wonderful lady therapist saved me. Ask for help!

                • LP2187

                  Umm, maybe. But I have a bad history with therapists.



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