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?
in the mirror you penned beautiful hope your day goes well keep up the beaytiful writting
PipinOPNantwich, Cheshire, England UKMay 21, 2013
Thank you very much Darkhorse555 for your encouraging words...have a prosperous day yourself...
FellsmanLake District, Cumbria, England UKMay 21, 2013
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
Poetnumber1St James, Port of Spain Trinidad and TobagoMay 21, 2013
Your poem speaks volumes Pipin,it is very well written indeed.
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...Jesse
PipinOPNantwich, Cheshire, England UKMay 21, 2013
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
PipinOPNantwich, Cheshire, England UKMay 21, 2013
Thank you Poetnumber1 for your input...it does indeed speak of true volume.
PipinOPNantwich, Cheshire, England UKMay 21, 2013
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...
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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