What is Post-Traumatic-Stress-Disorder
Post-traumatic stress disorder (PTSD) is a term for certain psychological consequences of exposure to, or confrontation with, stressful experiences that the person experiences as h...
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Thursday November 26, 2009
Poetry
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Opening presents and blowing out the candle on your cake
These are all things in which you should partake
On this very special day - your first birthday
We can’t celebrate in the traditional way
Instead, a cake I made of artificial flowers - blue and white,
Will be left for you at your grave site
Balloons will be sent to you up above
With notes from your loved ones expressing their love
A special m...
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Lonely ,,crying,,hurting in side,needing someone to hold me and love me for real....
Monday, September 15, 2008
by: carla7777
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To stand all alone in the rain.
Do you know what it feels like?
Everybody does...
To do things you hate yourself for.
Do you know what it feels like?
Maybe you do...
To fear the ones that care about you.
Do you know what it feels like?
I hope you don't...
To run for your life.
Do you know what it feels like?
You probably never did...
To be beaten again and again.
Do you know what it feels like?
I dont thin...5 Recommendations8 Comments -
been thinking...and i intend to paint the deepest part of my soul...even if it's "not quite heaven."
i call it 'the real'...and that's what art is all about.
creativity is the opposite of dying.6 Recommendations7 Comments -
Depths of dark
an evil woman
stole my art
heart beating
skipping beats in heaviness
sinking pain so deep
pills and sleep
and touching earth so deep
running
praying for release
dead dog
dead bird so sweet
tears beneath my feet
making friends with trees
falling to my knees
i look up again ~
this is my own photo.
and these are my own words.
~ love, moonstar ~
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footsteps in the hallway...
footsteps in the hallway
getting closer
sound of boots
key in the lock
shackles on my wrists
pain
footsteps in the hallway
getting closer
voices shouting
faces towering over me
holding me down
pain
footsteps in the hallway
getting closer
sound of boots
my body broken
fear followed by pain
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Christian's first birthday will be here very soon and I am having a hard time with this. I have been trying to come up with ideas to make it a special day, but it's just not the same without him here. I am so upset that I won't get to see him blow out his birthday candle or open birthday presents. I recently received a very nice letter from the Univ. or Maryland School ...1 Recommendation11 Comments
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Time linked chains in a mortals frame.
Cristal sands of imprints are stained.
Spirited winds whisper their secrets with out blame.
Heavy whimsical waves brush away there shame.
Enchanted seasons change telling their story different or the same.
Link by link the story will change.
Every Cristal a picture in its domain.
Every whisper is the winds to claim.
Every wave a cleansing to sustain.
Every ...4 Recommendations8 Comments -
Feelings run wild
When feelings run wild.....
When people feel the need to run.
When life turns upside down.
We just wanna run, run, run.
Our body's take over and tell us to pack,
Our feelings are no longer,
We pack, pack, pack.
I just wanna feel loved & welcomed,
I just wanna be me, me, me.
I need to know I am loved today and always by the & me.
If you tell me to leave then I will.
I don&...1 Recommendation10 Comments -
Still I Rise by Maya Angelou
You may write me down in history
With your bitter, twisted lies,
You may trod me in the very dirt
But still, like dust, I'll rise.
Does my sassiness upset you?
Why are you beset with gloom?
'Cause I walk like I've got oil wells
Pumping in my living room.
Just like moons and like suns,
With the certainty of tides,
Just like hopes springing high,
Still I'll rise.
Did...4 Recommendations7 Comments
