Trauma Poems - Poems about Trauma

...Do you remember ever holding your deeds.? Paper Links to real estate freehold' an epitome; one seed.' Of human independance.? Be that what it may be? In A bundle of actions' often tersely displaye......Read the rest...

...When he speaks transparently he feels co-passionate as long as s/he appears to vulnerably listen Without Me v We risks of retributive judgment when he aims to restore cultures and climates......Read the rest...

...VERSE 1 We were young and strong, We were only kids when we started striving At 8 I left my parents for friends, together we voiced the streets paving ways for a future we know nothing about Endan......Read the rest...

...Willow was a rescue dog I took when it came to the call She came from trauma, poor little soul So sad, so shut down, I knew I had a long road I worked hard and we grew a bond My black beauty s......Read the rest...

...Thinking about us I come undone Looking back I don’t know Whether we lost or won Voices in my mind That I just can’t translate But I know I’ll learn to appreciate I’m not laying blame I......Read the rest...

...There’s so many stains on my floor From your cat’s To the bleach That spilled on the floor I wonder if the Scent of my room Had changed From the very presence Of you & not in a good W......Read the rest...

...we’re born alone and die alone these two coordinates are fixed betwixt these points, few souls heart hone the rest in trance remain transfixed what comes and goes is unreal yet we trauma bond ......Read the rest...

...my college year has been like wasted potential i tried to talk to someone they just step back all they need is puff i need to breath the air must've been so cool lying about me to the everg......Read the rest...

...My mind has been spinning, since toxin contamination I have been caught in a web of deception and corruption Searching the landscape, for words to describe this nightmare The toxins sickened my he......Read the rest...

... I was born a poet not manufactured. It started with a heart feeling fractured. Childhood trauma led to built up suppression, but the soul yearned for creative expression. For years my poems hid......Read the rest...

... I still havnt found that door I should open, The door to a future and mends what is broken, A gateway to happiness, A land full of dreams, To walk through this door is everything it seems, A......Read the rest...

...The sting in my throat when I swallow that pill You know the pill.... that they say is hard to swallow The knot in my stomach and my heart As my mind replays the hurt , the neglect ,that I just ......Read the rest...

...Crying, screaming, blaming? It's never your fault Irk beneath is flaming And outpouring daunt Close your eyes, hey goddess And let it burn Open them again And behold them burn The a......Read the rest...

... Time passes slowly when the mind is clear But when the mind gets muddled, like mint in a jar, There never seems enough liquor by far And you tell yourself just one more beer To fill an lo......Read the rest...

...My childhood was meant for innocent adventures, Climbing trees and chasing dreams, not living traumatic ventures. But you stole that blissful promise with your heinous deeds, Planting seeds of......Read the rest...