PTSD

A Poem by Geralyn Miller

Heart and mind wounded;

trying so hard to survive

in his strange new world.

© 2011 Geralyn Miller

Author's Note

A young man I love; a member of my chosen heart family is in such pain post four tours in Afghanistan and two in Iraq. All I can do is listen when he needs to talk.

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Sai	this is so deep and mindful and painful and hopeful at the exactly same time. Beautiful. Posted 9 Years Ago this is so deep and mindful and painful and hopeful at the exactly same time. Beautiful. Rating /100

Fuzzy_Poluzah

Shiny and new, but at the same time the complete opposite. I liked it.

Posted 11 Years Ago

Chris

Gunfire has this SOUND
that never quite fades away
...and the smell - of was.

Chris

Posted 13 Years Ago

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Added on June 23, 2011
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Author

Geralyn Miller

Phoenix, AZ

About

I was born in the year of the Dragon, and am prone to roaring for amusement's sake. I have been writing poetry since I was eight. That's right, fifty years of poetry, all written in longhand. In ad.. more..