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These words came to me this morning at 5am, my love left a few months ago after 2 years together. I saw nothing but love from him , but when he begain to slide he started to pull away from me ...no rows ..just going into himself , and deep sadness ...and now silence ...he was a policeman in Northern Ireland and saw and experienced too much of everything !! I miss him so much but life goes on ! I hope this poem is not too juvenile !

The demon is back and in control and all it lets him hear
Is hate, distrust and crushing guilt, and overriding fear,
Then around him builds a wall so high no one can it reach,
Even though we try so hard, it really can’t be breeched,
Within that shell to entertain it replays his past events,
With smell and sound and visions, which nothing can prevent
Some times to still that nagging voice which whispers in his ear,
He drinks and drains that bottle dry, but it stays loud and clear.
The family he once had, is sadly left behind,
His marriage lost, his home is gone, his good name now maligned,
He can’t believe when he hears that voice that murmurs in his head,
That anybody could still love him so and not just wish him dead,
He can’t deal with feelings of love now absent, gone, and numb
It’s far easier in his eyes to hit the road and run.......
 
Thank you so much for sharing. Your poem is definitely written with the voice of experience. Having shared the same experience, I can only say that I'm sorry you had to go through it (sorry to both of you, I guess).

Even though the subject matter is awful, I love the poem.
 
Your poem was very, very good. Thank you for sharing it. That took some guts. I am sad about what you have suffered and endured. You have been through so much with him. I hate what this ptsd does to people. It is the same tragic story too often repeated.

There is nothing wrong with you. It is all him. I hate to see your heart break. The poem was very honest.
 
Thank you....I am not usually poetic but the words just flowed ...I just wish he was well and back with me ...Still I suppose only having a broken heart is easier than what our sufferers go through !! So in that respect I am lucky .
 
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