Honey Trap

My life wire is swaying from side to side
Trying to keep myself above water
At times I am flying with the kite
- Only to drown again later

Sitting somewhere between the times
In the now and yesteryear
Life has not been easy minded on committed crimes
Since coming back from Middle East I have stayed clear

No more noises of the dead and decay
Just in my head like a parasite they stay

Days are done and gone of unbelievable inhumanity
but now existing I am merely for my own sanity

Soldiering on day in and day out
Trying to makes sense what life now is all about

Life goes on behind the daily mask
I portrait with laughter to the task

They told me C.P.T.S.D will be your friend second to none
Always be with you and never gone

Mirror, mirror on the wall
When you ready next again to fall?
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Posted: May 2013
About this poem:
C.P.T.S.D. Sufferers pen.

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darkhorse555
in the mirror you penned beautiful hope your day goes well keep up the beaytiful writtingangel
Pipin
Thank you very much Darkhorse555 for your encouraging words...have a prosperous day yourself...bouquet
Fellsman
Hi Pipin

I had to google CPTSD in order to understand the poem - having read and now understanding what those letters stand for, has in turn made me realise that this is a remarkable write. I'm sure writing as openly as this is really cathartic...

Best wishes

Bill gift wine
Poetnumber1
Your poem speaks volumes Pipin,it is very well written indeed.
fjamesj9701
Really moving write Pipin, i Hate d that label, but i wore it anyways. I believe i was broken before hand and had suicidal intentions when i joined. I really admire this very much. Thank you...Jessewine
Pipin
Thank you Bill for your comment...it does help to write about it but C.P.T.S.D. can be a vindictive neverending circle which becomes your buddy for life buddies
Pipin
Thank you Poetnumber1 for your input...it does indeed speak of true volume.
Pipin
Thank you Jesse for your words...I guess all of us are more vunerable when broken and like you I hate the label too but I wore it now for so many years that it has almost become like unwanted acquired birthmark...beer
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