POEM #3

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Past Trauma

A past trauma, a wound so deep
That hurts so bad, I struggle to sleep
It lingers, it haunts, like a ghost
A heavy burden, impossible to boast

Memories come rushing back, like a flood

Affecting all aspects of life, as I struggle in mud
Haunted by nightmares, I can't escape
How it all went wrong, I can't reshape


Painful reminders, everywhere I go
Unwillingly, I relive it all, and my heart slows
It feels like the wound will never heal
The numbness and fear, an ever-present deal

But through the fog, I see a glimmer of hope
With time, healing may come to my scope
I will slowly take steps, with love and care
And one day, may this all feel less unfair

I'll reach out to others, a shared embrace
And pray for the strength to look at this face
Oh, past trauma, you've left me scarred
But through it all, I'll keep marching forward.

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