PTSD Poems
#PTSD
PTSD poems, poetry about post-traumatic stress disorder, an anxiety disorder caused by experiencing a distressing event, like combat, a natural disaster, a car accident or an assault. PTSD can cause a sufferer to relive the traumatic event through nightmares and flashbacks, and they may experience feelings of isolation and guilt. PTSD symptoms are often severe enough to have a significant impact on a person’s day-to-day life.
ValerieCD92
Poem Published
Yesterday 11:41am
Yesterday 11:41am
just like the animals
Sunday, 10/25/20 (diary entry)
I went on a first date tonight. Drinks then dinner drinks. He looked the part and said all the right things. We went back to his house. It felt stale and lonely.
He made me take off my shoes and then asked if he could smell my asshole. He hadn’t even tried to kiss me yet. I was disgusted, confused and slightly turned on. Glad I had that 3rd martini. I wish I could say the rest of the night was as exciting.
In other news, mom’s not doing well. Cancer seems very inconvenient.
Off to bed.
I went on a first date tonight. Drinks then dinner drinks. He looked the part and said all the right things. We went back to his house. It felt stale and lonely.
He made me take off my shoes and then asked if he could smell my asshole. He hadn’t even tried to kiss me yet. I was disgusted, confused and slightly turned on. Glad I had that 3rd martini. I wish I could say the rest of the night was as exciting.
In other news, mom’s not doing well. Cancer seems very inconvenient.
Off to bed.
#animals
#alcohol
#PTSD
#acceptance
#heroic
48 reads
4 Comments
dkzksaxxas_DanielX
Poem Published
25th Oct 2020 6:19pm
25th Oct 2020 6:19pm
Rectal Readings of Temperature, Time, Place, Pulse and Respiration
why do you
dance
in a macroscope
wit'out
yOur steel-toed
work'boots ?
A most heavy'weighty
I-beam could
fall
fall
...
dance
in a macroscope
wit'out
yOur steel-toed
work'boots ?
A most heavy'weighty
I-beam could
fall
fall
...
#anxiety
#depression
#bipolar
#MentalHealth
#PTSD
29 reads
7 Comments
smackdownraven
Poem Published
13th Oct 2020 6:19pm
13th Oct 2020 6:19pm
tears for the unseen
tears well in my eyes
I cry for the unseen
holding signs
dear god please give them enough drugs
to make them forget they don't have a home today
enough drink so they sleep tonight
and please turn up the sun so they stay warm
a dark lord prayer for sure
but it's from the heart
tears roll down my face for the war torn
struck with PTSD can't live in society anymore
does anyone give a fuck?
judge not what you know not
I can pop off at anytime
but be for the grace of god go I
screaming at the skies ...
I cry for the unseen
holding signs
dear god please give them enough drugs
to make them forget they don't have a home today
enough drink so they sleep tonight
and please turn up the sun so they stay warm
a dark lord prayer for sure
but it's from the heart
tears roll down my face for the war torn
struck with PTSD can't live in society anymore
does anyone give a fuck?
judge not what you know not
I can pop off at anytime
but be for the grace of god go I
screaming at the skies ...
#love
#homelessness
#PTSD
52 reads
4 Comments
BlueBeastGirl
Poem Published
1st Oct 2020 9:00am
1st Oct 2020 9:00am
Bricks of Diamond Tears (triggering topics not for anyone under 18... Please)
#men
#childhood
#secrets
#PTSD
#FeelingLost
102 reads
1 Comment
Crazontheinside
Bumped 28th Sep 2020 6:24am
9th Jun 2020 1:39am
9th Jun 2020 1:39am
A Soldiers Story
I spoke to a man
Who fought on the front line
he told me many stories
He told me of his change in time
standing trapped in endless visions
And the sounds when they attack
him drowning in a bloodbath
while carrying comrades on his back
With each breath
The smell of sulfur lingers
with images of blood and pain
He collects the tags among the fallen
They did not die in vain
Burning towns and villages
Blood-stained ground, oh! the slaughter
Of the Innocent women and children
fathers and mothers
...
Who fought on the front line
he told me many stories
He told me of his change in time
standing trapped in endless visions
And the sounds when they attack
him drowning in a bloodbath
while carrying comrades on his back
With each breath
The smell of sulfur lingers
with images of blood and pain
He collects the tags among the fallen
They did not die in vain
Burning towns and villages
Blood-stained ground, oh! the slaughter
Of the Innocent women and children
fathers and mothers
...
#rejection
#war
#misunderstood
#PTSD
#bittersweet
150 reads
4 Comments
Stoney223
Poem Published
20th Sep 2020 1:26pm
20th Sep 2020 1:26pm
MY LAST NERVE
What is it about the darkness that makes sense to the spirit of the soul, as it affects the feelings of being trap within an realm of low self-esteem, to the point you feel unwanted and unloved and unworthy. As it comes to the very existences of the demons within your subconsciousness, that creeps and roams through the dead of the night. For it is said that we each have our own demons that walk, through the stairways and gateways of our most private and deepest thoughts.That appears from out of the depth of the darkness that sometimes controls, the very existences of our heart and soul and...
#anxiety
#LifeAsAWriter
#PTSD
#escape
#nightmares
97 reads
6 Comments
BlueBeastGirl
Poem Published
19th Sep 2020 3:35am
19th Sep 2020 3:35am
Kill it with Fire
sometimes I'll hear a song or watch something
and all it does is make me remember you
I want to cut the neurons responsible
of this memory loop that I am in
how do I stop feeling this way?
one sided love... all in my head
just keep counting the things that make me love you
that I will never share with you, Ever
I'd rather eat my own tongue than ever admit
That my feelings live like maggots in my head
my love for you will always live in shadows
because there is no way... no way
not in this life anyway for us to be together...
and all it does is make me remember you
I want to cut the neurons responsible
of this memory loop that I am in
how do I stop feeling this way?
one sided love... all in my head
just keep counting the things that make me love you
that I will never share with you, Ever
I'd rather eat my own tongue than ever admit
That my feelings live like maggots in my head
my love for you will always live in shadows
because there is no way... no way
not in this life anyway for us to be together...
#grief
#addiction
#UnrequitedLove
#PTSD
#despair
97 reads
6 Comments
Kaden_Malis
Kaden Malis
Kaden Malis
Poem Published
31st Aug 2020 11:52pm
31st Aug 2020 11:52pm
Blind
My mind is a mystery
A maze I wander through
Sometimes it's a beautiful retreat
A bubbling mountain spring
Cool and refreshing
Smell of honeysuckle
So sweet
Sometimes my mind is lost
Shrouded in darkness
I stumble blindly
With no destination
Not knowing where to go
Or which way to turn
Just wanting to get away
But afraid to move
A maze I wander through
Sometimes it's a beautiful retreat
A bubbling mountain spring
Cool and refreshing
Smell of honeysuckle
So sweet
Sometimes my mind is lost
Shrouded in darkness
I stumble blindly
With no destination
Not knowing where to go
Or which way to turn
Just wanting to get away
But afraid to move
#anxiety
#depression
#bipolar
#MentalHealth
#PTSD
130 reads
11 Comments
Stoney223
Poem Published
27th Aug 2020 9:22pm
27th Aug 2020 9:22pm
WORN OUT PAIR OF BOOTS
Can I ask you a question how do you see ME through your own eyes, when you look at me do I look and appear normal to you as you look into my eyes? Can I ask you a question, what do you know of me as you see ME through your own eyes, for do you see the steps I had to take just to be normal? Do you see the deepness of my heartache and pain, along with the process of the inner suffering as I fight. The demons within the depth of my mind coming from night dreams from once upon a time. Can I ask you a question do you see ME as one of many wondering nameless faces, living upon the streets in the...
#death
#MentalHealth
#PTSD
#FeelingLost
#nightmares
120 reads
18 Comments
jenny_is_hungry
Poem Published
27th Aug 2020 6:41pm
27th Aug 2020 6:41pm
Dormant
Asleep
Nothing
Any adjective would do
Empty
Not a box
But a huge black abyss
Perhaps the parts
Of the universe
That were eaten up
Assumed dead
An endless energy
Vantablack inside
Asleep
Or maybe screaming in cycles
I do not know for sure
Can we be in both states?
Nothing
Any adjective would do
Empty
Not a box
But a huge black abyss
Perhaps the parts
Of the universe
That were eaten up
Assumed dead
An endless energy
Vantablack inside
Asleep
Or maybe screaming in cycles
I do not know for sure
Can we be in both states?
#anxiety
#memories
#MentalHealth #PTSD
#MentalHealth #PTSD
100 reads
10 Comments
dkzksaxxas_DanielX
Poem Published
26th Aug 2020 5:12pm
26th Aug 2020 5:12pm
The Essence of Time Is None of Me Fook'ed Business
avast !
a mountain'land beyond the sea !
now
what kindly metaphor could this be?
to strip
me bare and barely see what such trauma
awaits for thee,
hangin'
from that dumbyumb tree
all
fascinated of gilded gold
And
anthropomorphating at the drop of a nickel.
Neither
will she open the door for a crisp green dime.
(My o my)
she will hold back no word as regards wasted time.
But
that time was already...
a mountain'land beyond the sea !
now
what kindly metaphor could this be?
to strip
me bare and barely see what such trauma
awaits for thee,
hangin'
from that dumbyumb tree
all
fascinated of gilded gold
And
anthropomorphating at the drop of a nickel.
Neither
will she open the door for a crisp green dime.
(My o my)
she will hold back no word as regards wasted time.
But
that time was already...
#happiness
#sadness
#identity
#uplifting
#PTSD
79 reads
4 Comments
absinthe
Poem Published
26th Aug 2020 2:05am
26th Aug 2020 2:05am
Norm
I
don't know how
normal people
survive.
don't know how
normal people
survive.
#depression
#PTSD
#apathy
78 reads
3 Comments
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