Poems About PTSD by Top Critiquers
#PTSD
Poems about PTSD by top critiquers. Poems written by members who have given lots of feedback to other poets this month.
Duice
Poem Published
17th Oct 2024 5:07pm
17th Oct 2024 5:07pm
Judgement Day
Fully loaded down by stress
focusing spectrum of cuss words to a beam
Sinister regards of carnage
kaleidoscope aimed at opposing team
Boom-Bam-Beam Tourette tics loiter in throated
close support scene
A-10 Warthog BBBRRRRRTTTT
plain in turret attack routines
Dumb luck keep it simple stupid
everybody gotta die seems
Just feed ammo stockpiles
for passovers on horrified screams
Life gave me lemons
I’m handing sour juice no aid of chaser
Only bitter sweet thoughts
aimed chase from infrared laser ...
focusing spectrum of cuss words to a beam
Sinister regards of carnage
kaleidoscope aimed at opposing team
Boom-Bam-Beam Tourette tics loiter in throated
close support scene
A-10 Warthog BBBRRRRRTTTT
plain in turret attack routines
Dumb luck keep it simple stupid
everybody gotta die seems
Just feed ammo stockpiles
for passovers on horrified screams
Life gave me lemons
I’m handing sour juice no aid of chaser
Only bitter sweet thoughts
aimed chase from infrared laser ...
#anger
#frustration
#anxiety
#PTSD
#violence
183 reads
1 Comment
Casted_Runes
Mr Karswell
Mr Karswell
Poem Published
8th Sep 2023 1:34pm
8th Sep 2023 1:34pm
the evil flower
you’ve still not found the thing in you
that’s so unloveable
but sometimes glimpse yourself
a product of the past
about whom your therapist said
“from the start
I knew there’d been abuse”
it sometimes feels like life
is just a fight against
what was put in your head
when you were 5 years old
the evil flower blossoming
between your ears
below your scalp
that if you feed it could remain
its own garden
until you’re 65
but grown in the bathroom at 5
as you hid
and...
that’s so unloveable
but sometimes glimpse yourself
a product of the past
about whom your therapist said
“from the start
I knew there’d been abuse”
it sometimes feels like life
is just a fight against
what was put in your head
when you were 5 years old
the evil flower blossoming
between your ears
below your scalp
that if you feed it could remain
its own garden
until you’re 65
but grown in the bathroom at 5
as you hid
and...
#childhood
#abuse
#memories #PTSD
#memories #PTSD
299 reads
5 Comments
Lozzamus
Poem Published
10th Jul 2022 11:49pm
10th Jul 2022 11:49pm
I Escaped, But Only Just - Part 9: Crisis
#childhood
#bullying
#memories #PTSD
#memories #PTSD
301 reads
8 Comments
runningturtle87
Poem Published
15th Jan 2022 8:13pm
15th Jan 2022 8:13pm
Trigger Unhappy
Trigger Unhappy
Out of the blue,
Something
Happens
To you,
And
You're
Triggered
Right into
Despair.
I want
To give
Comfort
And make
You feel
Fine,
But
Nothing
Is taking
You there.
I've given
My options
The best
That
I could,
Yet
None
Of my talents
Set free
The focus
This trigger
Provides
For
Your anger
To wallow
Is sad
Company.
A note,
If I may, ...
Out of the blue,
Something
Happens
To you,
And
You're
Triggered
Right into
Despair.
I want
To give
Comfort
And make
You feel
Fine,
But
Nothing
Is taking
You there.
I've given
My options
The best
That
I could,
Yet
None
Of my talents
Set free
The focus
This trigger
Provides
For
Your anger
To wallow
Is sad
Company.
A note,
If I may, ...
#anxiety
#depression
#bipolar
#addiction
#PTSD
550 reads
0 Comments
smackdownraven
Poem Published
10th Jul 2022 10:09pm
10th Jul 2022 10:09pm
switch
I am hurting in my chambers
blasphemy is my cult pain
I'm a groupie for your love
but you will never take me serious
I'm crazy after all
I am fun to play with
my hurt a beautiful distraction from boredom
hunt my personalities
but beware some of them are cruel
you're watching me
they're watching you
leaving you clues to the crime
then bate and switch
fuck you
come closer I dare you
watch your step here she comes
inside me is monsters
raising their angry heads
I am a...
blasphemy is my cult pain
I'm a groupie for your love
but you will never take me serious
I'm crazy after all
I am fun to play with
my hurt a beautiful distraction from boredom
hunt my personalities
but beware some of them are cruel
you're watching me
they're watching you
leaving you clues to the crime
then bate and switch
fuck you
come closer I dare you
watch your step here she comes
inside me is monsters
raising their angry heads
I am a...
#dark
#MentalHealth
#PTSD
412 reads
4 Comments
gothicsurrealism
Daniel Long
Daniel Long
Poem Published
21st Jan 2025 00:30am
21st Jan 2025 00:30am
Prisoner Behind My Eyes
I am a prisoner behind my eyes.
Oh! There is no gatekeeper!
I am trapped forever by psychosis.
And there is no quality of life here within.
My mind is a padded prison cell
where restrained, I throw myself into the walls.
I scream for help, but there is no reply.
I gaze on through my eyes to freedom,
but there is no way to signal for help.
Gazing on over the years helpless,
I’ve grown old and cold towards life.
I don’t feel there is a god to protect me.
Oh! There is no gatekeeper!
I am trapped forever by psychosis.
And there is no quality of life here within.
My mind is a padded prison cell
where restrained, I throw myself into the walls.
I scream for help, but there is no reply.
I gaze on through my eyes to freedom,
but there is no way to signal for help.
Gazing on over the years helpless,
I’ve grown old and cold towards life.
I don’t feel there is a god to protect me.
#FeelingLost
#FeelingTrapped
#MentalHealth
#PTSD
#surreal
126 reads
3 Comments
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