whosoever is brave enough
to trace a life of pain
to the source of every suffering
is no longer blind.

what a child has seen
makes a broken promise
through long mistaken years.
dividing to create
false deafening fears.

don’t be afraid.

i am.
i am.

to go back to that place
that bred
my tears.



Filed under child, dismemberment, fear, memories, poem, poetry, ptsd, tears

2 responses to “PTSD

  1. songtothesirens

    It is okay to be afraid. Facing what caused PTSD is not easy nor is it nice and neat.

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