The Reality of PTSD

The indepth look inside Post Traumatic Stress Disorder. This is by far the most anticipated poem I've wanted to write.

Post Traumatic Stress Disorder

The sequence that ripples your sight of reality

The shortage in your head that buzzes you

 

Bloodiness in brutal combat

Violated or mistreated hardly in your childhood

Witnessing an attack on America with your very eyes

Accidents in hard ways

In the middle of a disaster

Assaulted in a sexual way or a physical way

Those are the events that catch the shortage

 

Relieving the event

Avoiding the different situation that clicks on the event again

Transferring your consciousness to nightmare of the event

Taking you to the flashback of the event like looking for long lost DVDs in the attic   

Beliefs and feelings of negativity

Steel alertness and the lookout for danger

Those are the signs of the shortage

 

There are treatments that sever the buzzing

They are cognitive behavioral and eye movement reprocessing

 

Cognitive behavioral is the learning treatment

Having the understanding

Of the changes in thoughts and feelings

Caused by the trauma

Talk about the trauma over and over again until the buzzing fades

Like cleaning the junk out the bathtub

 

Eye movement reprocessing is the senses treatment

Focusing on the hand movement and sounds

While talking about the buzzing

Like jogging on the sidewalk of Central Park, New York City

While listening to clam music

 

Post Traumatic Stress Disorder is an unfortunate thing to have in life

Treatments are necessary

But know you’re not alone

There are others with same conditions

Like a new species being born

                                                               Asking for help like you

Author's Note

The inspriation for this poem was I love man in uniferform by Lily Burma.

And Episode two of Korra Season 4, what a great episode. Look at the link to find out.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=njxiD0UNZzw