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Screaming for SomeoneA Poem by Agonizing ClarityAgonizing Clarity. |
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You ThereA Poem by Gaia OctaviaCan't you see me? Here, behind these lines of ink? Do you see? Do you recognize my pain? My joy? Tell me. Tell me that you see a little life. A l.. |
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Childhood MemoriesA Poem by Gaia Octavia*Trigger warning* Childhood trauma |
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Storm in my SoulA Poem by Rayne212Everyday I hear their voices in my head.Asking for justice.Asking for vengeance.Asking why....They constantly call out my name.Some days the volume is.. |
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PredatorA Poem by Invisible Ink... |
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Healing Beyond TraumaA Book by KGodwinThis book is a guide for those seeking to heal and recover from traumatic events, or from abusive relationships. It includes illustrations, charts, an.. |
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Healing Beyond TraumaA Chapter by KGodwinThis chapter seeks to help readers understand the importance of forgiving people who have caused them great harm and walks them through steps to forgi.. |
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In My World of PTSDA Poem by Rebecca J MartinWhen u hear the word PTSD, what comes to mind? Army, Marines, etc...? Anyone can have it... this is only a part of what I battle with my own PTSD... |
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Self-ImposedA Poem by Gaia OctaviaA tattered blanket of timeworn beliefs the chill sinking in, no more a relief Lips turning blue after years of disuse, as weariness grows ov.. |
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Inside My Head... My Demons Are Playing UpA Poem by OnlymeMy demons are playing up today inside my headI just can't keep themunder controlthe visions insidemy headare scream outat me loud and proudreminders o.. |
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that black hole no longer resides in meA Poem by Invisible Inkin describing depression and recovery |
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Learnt with Life..A Poem by OnlymeCan not seem to close the door completely on my pastit still haunts me even to this very day.I seem to go through good spells and bad times.where I am.. |
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Chevy Van - Poem #54A Poem by torittoLock is frozen Snow tonight Thaw it open Zippo light. Got a pint of Southern Comfort fuel to keep a body warm; not much gas to run the heater e.. |
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And then...A Poem by OnlymeAll you hear is the ticking of the clock on the wall in the stillness of the silencethat is echoing in the room.No one is in. She is alone.Desperate a.. |
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Bedtimes are not always safe places.....A Poem by OnlymeIn bed in the dark,under the coverstucked up tightlyhiding with your headactually beneath theblankets.Laying still breathingas quietly as you mostposs.. |
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Deadly ThoughtsA Poem by Mary E. GreenThoughts... |
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