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 Oct 2015 KarmaPolice
Cat Fiske
PTSD
 Oct 2015 KarmaPolice
Cat Fiske
Polite
Typical
Smiley
Daughter

Pointlessly
Trusting
School
District

Professor
Turns-blind-eye
Struggling
Drastically

Packets
Turn-to
Stacks
Deficient

Panic Attacks
Turn-to
Self
Destruction

Pulling
Teeth
Sick
Design

Plan­s
To
Stop
Discussing

Peace
To-her
Silence
Disturbs

People
Talked
She
Distracted

Passed
The
Snacks-to
Dinners

Pulled
The
Same
Dimensions

Pre-K
Then
Smaller
Didn't

Pause
Third-Grade
So
Dead

Parents
Though
She
Drowned

Piled
Thoughts
Suffocated-her
Dexterity

Patient
There
Suffering
Depression

Problems
To-many-to
Score
Dispute

Progress
That
Shockingly
Developed

Potentially
Taken-away-the
Suffering
Dramatically

Poor
Tiny
Sweet
Doll

Par­t
Traumatized
Sleep
Deprived

Phobic
though
Sixth grade
Doesn't

Play
Though
Six-Years-of
Death

Until... The little girl, learned she had,
Post
Traumatic
Stress
Disorder
and, school treating her badly is only one of her three traumatizing events.
this is about my very first traumatizing event that caused my PTSD, I have lived though 2 others, But this first one is caused by the school i go to denying me help when I have a learning disability, this caused my mom and me to argue, making her sometimes emotionally and physically abusive, that's where the second one comes in, and the third was a stem off of what i thought was normal, and also only knowing English based on what i had taught myself, because that resource wasn't provided for me, when a boyfriend was being abusive i didn't know it wasn't okay, because its what I was used to at home, I thought it was okay and normal. its been a year later, I'm in 10th grade. Yelling, or loud places make me trigger, school in general makes me trigger, because the trauma never stopped, and at home, when ever my mom get aggravated over the school, she takes it out on me, and my dad, and everyone. But again, I'd of never had these added traumas if a therapist didn't explain to me my life and the right and wrongs, I'd of love to go my whole like thinking my relationships where fine.
 Oct 2015 KarmaPolice
Ashley
PTSD
 Oct 2015 KarmaPolice
Ashley
Why go back
when you can move forward?
I face this question
each day I breathe.
It's not always so easy
to answer.
P
T
S
D
Post
Traumatic
Stress
Disorder
Keeps me looking back
to my past
behind my shoulder.
P
T
S
D
Post
Traumatic
Stress
Disorder
Usually associated
with our war heroes.
The ones who can't leave
the battlefield behind.
I am not one of them.
I am just
an anxious
a depressed
in pain
person.
But I can't help
that I have it.
P
T
S
D
Post
Traumatic
Stress
Disorder
My battlefield
was the school,
the classrooms,
the playground.
The babysitter,
the dark closets,
the dark rooms,
the basement.
P
T
S
D
Post
Traumatic
Stress
Disorder
The anxiety
the migraines
the depression
the fibro
no sleep.
All lead back
to square one.
The abuse
by my peers
by my teachers
by my babysitter.
P
T
S
D
Post
Traumatic
Stress
Disorder
Four easy letters
Four simple words
Lifetime in pain
from those simple things
from those not so simple things.
P
T
S
D
Post
Traumatic
Stress
Disorder.
I was recently diagnosed with PTSD. I wanted to get this out.
war
war it been been fought sense the beginning of time
we will never learn from our past
war is never the answer
but why dose it keep happening
war is between nations
war is never between humans
war is a high price to pay with a low pay off
war it the lord of evil
war is the finale price to pay for so many
rain sreaks through the neon
wind howls in the bones
no lover to lean on
you're on the street alone

no stars in the auburn sky
they're all under your feet
the city beconed with a lie
and now you're on the street

-chorus-
you were once so proud and bold
now you're on the street of souls
you were young and now you're old
out there on the street of souls


you've slept in front of Grauman's
you've been to cattle calls
it's no place for a woman
my, how the mighty fall

there's a story of a starlet
took a header off the sign
they said she was a harlot
Hollywood can grind...

-chorus-

you walk along the Boulevard
an agent straight from hell
had given you his business card
but you lost that as well

now you look at all the stars
you tread on as you walk
you speak of all your fancy cars
but all it is is talk

you had a chance, you had your fame
in front of the news-cam
you have no one else to blame
you are just a sham

-chorus-


soulsurvivor
(C) 10/30/2015
I used to live in an apartment
not far from Hollywood boulevard.
There is no place sadder on earth.
For every star on the sidewalk
there are a million broken dreams.
There actually was a starlet who
commited suicide by jumping off
the Hollywood sign...

Sorry I have been gone so long.
Life these days is very hectic.
I don't have time to
change my mind... lol!
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