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Friday, April 26, 2013

Because I couldn't keep writing silly love poetry.... (April 24th poem)

PTSD (A Textbook Description)

The worst part is how it never ends
The bad thing that happened
Keeps happening keeps happening
In your mind again and again

Everybody coming to your door
Calling you on the phone
Asking you questions
Nobody can be trusted
Everyone is a suspect
Nobody understands
No one is your friend

Aversion becomes your best defense
So many things and people to avoid
So many roads are not safe
So many precautions to take

Rewinds and rehearsals
Of alternate outcomes and choices
Occupy too much thought too much time

And you can’t imagine
Living much longer
The future or your life
Before it happened

And anyway nothing matters

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