Jan 2020
A tragedy miles of time away,
The anguish almost forgotten,
But pain is a stubborn stain,
Counselling never washes it away,
Like a stubborn ****
It is always there,
Rooted in composted memories,
Finding nourishment in the briefest recollections.
The slightest trigger allowing it to briefly blossom.
The anguish almost forgotten,
But pain is a stubborn stain,
Counselling never washes it away,
Like a stubborn ****
It is always there,
Rooted in composted memories,
Finding nourishment in the briefest recollections.
The slightest trigger allowing it to briefly blossom.
When you have experienced a trauma that leaves you with ptsd any little thing can be a trigger.
