PTSD Survivors Speak: Poems of Healing

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As some of you already know, I’m a poet. Actually, poetry was the beginning of my finding words to express my pain, sense of loss, chaos, disorientation, frustration, hopelessness and…. belief in my ability to overcome the past.

My first PTSD poem, “Before the World Intruded“, has led quite a successful life. It was a short poem about how much I wanted to get back to whom I was, well,… before the world intruded! This idea has become the title of my forthcoming PTSD memoir, too, due out later this year.

It’s really a pleasure for me then, when blog readers send me their poems. With great excitement today I share with you the poems of two survivors both of whom write not only of the pain of PTSD, but also of the glimmer of recovery.

Loner, by Kate

loner stoner walks along the shore

searching for the strength

trying to see the horizon

through blood shot eyes

take me to the shore

let me see the sunrise

protect me from the storm

let me dance away the pain

when or if things will be better

take away the sadness, fill the void

repair my heart

return to me, me

can’t seem to find my way home

show me the path

i’m turning over stones

stumbling over my eyes

 

Gutter Girl Moksha, by Amy

there’s a groove

let the water course through me

there’s a groove

nearly wedging, nearly splitting

forging my path, down my soul

let the water course through me

there’s a groove

in my spirit

let the water come down

in oceans

flooding the scar whole

in blessing

in whirlpools of perception

there’s a groove divine

deep deep in the water

 

The ideas contained in this post solely represent the perspective of the authors. To contribute to ‘Survivors Speak’ contact Michele.

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Tags: Poem, ptsd