PTSD (Poem on PTSD)
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PTSD
I feel distorted
Time not straight
Nothing makes sense
Its all out of place
I jump from points
From here to there
Its hard on my mind
It makes me scaredAnd I guess that’s why
I struggle in life
The rhythm of the world
It just ain’t right
I need a bigger picture
To see it all
So I can make sense
Of my whole worldTo summarize
Or to help you understand
Everything…
It happens again and again
From those earliest memories
To those more recent
So many are painful
And I am forced to see themI hope one day
I get some rest
A break in the visions
Thoughts that haunt my head
A straight line
Just made of time
So I can finally say
Hello, goodbye.
About The Author
Matty is a 37 year old girl who is an Autistic Poet, Writer and Artist and lives alone in Christchurch New Zealand with a kitty! Matty has given many talks on autism and about being unique in a world that's often not accepting, Matty has also engaged with artist and worked on Art projects Matty usually works on an Art project at the same time as a writing one! This means posts can be a bit delayed!
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