Poems About PTSD Seeking Friendly Advice
#PTSD
Poems about PTSD seeking friendly advice. Friendly advice and comments have been requested for these poems.
Mendacity
17/30
Mendacity
My Licensed Practical Nurse (LPN)
is trying to keep me alive, longer
No idea why
as I felt the US Air Force
never intended to use
my expertise in that
which I am totally capable
in seeing the task, the goal
to its end
Fellow Veterans, who,
like me,
don’t understand
why I don’t trust
my own Healthcare Provider
(LOL!) the military
They say civilians care and the
Veteran’s Admin is not military.
I still don’t trust them.
My...
Mendacity
My Licensed Practical Nurse (LPN)
is trying to keep me alive, longer
No idea why
as I felt the US Air Force
never intended to use
my expertise in that
which I am totally capable
in seeing the task, the goal
to its end
Fellow Veterans, who,
like me,
don’t understand
why I don’t trust
my own Healthcare Provider
(LOL!) the military
They say civilians care and the
Veteran’s Admin is not military.
I still don’t trust them.
My...
#anger
#depression
#military
#NaPoWriMo2024
#PTSD
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duality
10 of 30
go ahead
I dare you
test my strength
it’s a little known secret
I go nowhere without backup
it’s never just me
he knew this
I warned him
he just didn't listen
maybe he thought himself immune
...silly fool
when my safety is in jeopardy
she's always there for me
my hidden weapon
even I didn't know she existed
until we came together
unexpectedly
always in moments of crisis
she emerges from the aether
the first time...
I watched as she emerged ...
go ahead
I dare you
test my strength
it’s a little known secret
I go nowhere without backup
it’s never just me
he knew this
I warned him
he just didn't listen
maybe he thought himself immune
...silly fool
when my safety is in jeopardy
she's always there for me
my hidden weapon
even I didn't know she existed
until we came together
unexpectedly
always in moments of crisis
she emerges from the aether
the first time...
I watched as she emerged ...
#confessional
#MentalHealth
#PTSD #NaPoWriMo2024
#PTSD #NaPoWriMo2024
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trying to write out my feelings instead of cutting
anguish is flowing in red rivers beneath my skin
and it’s screaming to be let out
i couldn’t tell you where it came from
all i know is that i’m wired wrong
i wouldn’t dare try to talk to anyone beforehand
people either freak out or act annoyed
and in such a vulnerable state,
that is the cyanide of human communication
i wish someone would help me
the way i need to be helped
i usually feel stressed
numb
sad
ashamed
lonely
and overwhelmed ...
and it’s screaming to be let out
i couldn’t tell you where it came from
all i know is that i’m wired wrong
i wouldn’t dare try to talk to anyone beforehand
people either freak out or act annoyed
and in such a vulnerable state,
that is the cyanide of human communication
i wish someone would help me
the way i need to be helped
i usually feel stressed
numb
sad
ashamed
lonely
and overwhelmed ...
#depression
#loneliness
#SelfHarm
#PTSD
#StreamOfConsciousness
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White Walls
Locked inside a place with white walls
My mind is my own worst enemy here
No padded walls but locked doors
Nurses checking in on me every fifteen minutes
Afraid I am a danger to myself
I might self destruct in three, two, one...
Anxiety spiraling out of control
The voices in my head overwhelm my mind
My brain screaming thousands of fears at me
"You're not worth it!"
"They don't love you!"
"You messed everything up!"
"You'll never be a first responder now!"
"You lost all your...
My mind is my own worst enemy here
No padded walls but locked doors
Nurses checking in on me every fifteen minutes
Afraid I am a danger to myself
I might self destruct in three, two, one...
Anxiety spiraling out of control
The voices in my head overwhelm my mind
My brain screaming thousands of fears at me
"You're not worth it!"
"They don't love you!"
"You messed everything up!"
"You'll never be a first responder now!"
"You lost all your...
#anxiety
#MentalHealth
#PTSD #healing
#PTSD #healing
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blind spot
it never comes with a warning
that fistcrushinglungs
skip of a...beat...choking feeling
suddenly startled
ghosts brushing spectral fingers across overly sensitive skin
raising pained bumps that never seem to rub out
unaware of danger's approach...
until it has you by the throat
...did you know...?
if surface is all you're seeing...
betrayal can be found in the conscious
allowing you to naively believe you have any semblance of control
simply because you will it so
while behind the scenes...where...
that fistcrushinglungs
skip of a...beat...choking feeling
suddenly startled
ghosts brushing spectral fingers across overly sensitive skin
raising pained bumps that never seem to rub out
unaware of danger's approach...
until it has you by the throat
...did you know...?
if surface is all you're seeing...
betrayal can be found in the conscious
allowing you to naively believe you have any semblance of control
simply because you will it so
while behind the scenes...where...
#confessional
#MentalHealth
#PTSD
#SelfDiscovery
#fear
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the Feather
Softened and surrounded
bedsheets like a welcome
sorrow that brings me
to sleep
Slumber now, be gentle
nightmares flow
like currents
I'll drown if you
follow their lead
wake me in the blood light,
a moment when the Moon sighs
and watch the tremble
as Her daughter speaks
I'll lay to waste her temple,
words to soak in toluene
burning down the curtains
drawn to keep the monster
from my dreams
Im sorry, I can't hold it-
The wrath that's like a feather
torn from...
bedsheets like a welcome
sorrow that brings me
to sleep
Slumber now, be gentle
nightmares flow
like currents
I'll drown if you
follow their lead
wake me in the blood light,
a moment when the Moon sighs
and watch the tremble
as Her daughter speaks
I'll lay to waste her temple,
words to soak in toluene
burning down the curtains
drawn to keep the monster
from my dreams
Im sorry, I can't hold it-
The wrath that's like a feather
torn from...
#anger
#childhood
#MentalHealth
#PTSD
#nightmares
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Russian Roulette
#dark
#MentalHealth
#PTSD #GenderDysphoria
#PTSD #GenderDysphoria
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go back to sleep...
when the nightmares fade
and the fog of time settles in
like an old patchwork quilt
scraps of the past stitched together
in some haphazard kinda manner
blanketing history with a groggy me
muffling the internal screams
until I'm finally able to sleep
unsettled...twitchy...a little uneasy...
but desperate for a respite
a moment's unblemished peace
I lay tensed in a compact ball
occupying the least required space
waiting for sandman's call
listening to the erratic thud of my heart
and the unnaturally loud sound of my...
and the fog of time settles in
like an old patchwork quilt
scraps of the past stitched together
in some haphazard kinda manner
blanketing history with a groggy me
muffling the internal screams
until I'm finally able to sleep
unsettled...twitchy...a little uneasy...
but desperate for a respite
a moment's unblemished peace
I lay tensed in a compact ball
occupying the least required space
waiting for sandman's call
listening to the erratic thud of my heart
and the unnaturally loud sound of my...
#confessional
#insomnia
#PTSD #nightmares
#PTSD #nightmares
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I wish to own nothing
Flash
What I have
I could lose all I hold in my hands
The ones that for I stand
The earth crumble under me to sand
I see meaning behind all I shouldn't have
Eternal internal no man's land
Nothing I own the way the flashes can
What I have
I could lose all I hold in my hands
The ones that for I stand
The earth crumble under me to sand
I see meaning behind all I shouldn't have
Eternal internal no man's land
Nothing I own the way the flashes can
#shame
#memories
#PTSD #nightmares
#PTSD #nightmares
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Plot twist
Reaching for a hand
bumped a trigger instead
Watching the projectile enter between ribs
Standing frozen
in that familiar helpless distortion
Reality melting as ears buzz
with the roar of silent confusion
Feeling the slow explosion inside
fragments flying off in all directions
lodging in heart, brain, throat
Smearing memories, slicing futures
This was an unforeseen plot twist
But look!
That growing red stain is so pretty
I guess this is how the end begins
.
bumped a trigger instead
Watching the projectile enter between ribs
Standing frozen
in that familiar helpless distortion
Reality melting as ears buzz
with the roar of silent confusion
Feeling the slow explosion inside
fragments flying off in all directions
lodging in heart, brain, throat
Smearing memories, slicing futures
This was an unforeseen plot twist
But look!
That growing red stain is so pretty
I guess this is how the end begins
.
#conflict
#PTSD
#apathy
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An End
I'm breaking bonds apart with my hands
Ripping this rot out from around my heart
Loving you was never a happy feeling
Wretched and unrequited... Only misery
I found myself trembling, shaking so hard
My phone fell from my fingers onto the bed
I've never blocked you before this moment
But then again you have never chosen me
Kissing me meant nothing to you... Never did
I'll never be anything more than an er
Patching up and putting together your heart
Only for you to leave and find someone better
But you will never find something...
Ripping this rot out from around my heart
Loving you was never a happy feeling
Wretched and unrequited... Only misery
I found myself trembling, shaking so hard
My phone fell from my fingers onto the bed
I've never blocked you before this moment
But then again you have never chosen me
Kissing me meant nothing to you... Never did
I'll never be anything more than an er
Patching up and putting together your heart
Only for you to leave and find someone better
But you will never find something...
#grief
#UnrequitedLove
#PTSD
#despair
#suffering
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No Limbo
I wish it didn't hurt this way
Wishing for it to not matter
Just feels as if I'm drowning
I come up for air at times
And it hurts worse to breathe
There's no limbo for this pain
No place to find to simply rest
Wishing for it to not matter
Just feels as if I'm drowning
I come up for air at times
And it hurts worse to breathe
There's no limbo for this pain
No place to find to simply rest
#sadness
#loneliness
#insomnia
#MentalHealth
#PTSD
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DU Poetry : Poems About PTSD Seeking Friendly Advice