Anyone else write poetry or songs? I know most people find it a bit cringey but I do enjoy writing & have been on a few creative writing courses. It is a good way to get your feelings out. If anyone does write post your poems below if you want to - here's one I wrote a wee while ago
a bit sad but it helps get your feelings out. I do have happier ones too
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PTSD
It's called post traumatic stress disorder,
because of it you've become a hoarder,
Not of clutter, mess or throwing lots of things under your bed
The things that your hoarding is the thoughts inside your head
And there's no easy way for them to become clean
As much as we try we can't escape the things we've seen
People tell us that we can achieve
But everywhere we go we're just thinking " breathe. breathe. breathe."
Anything to stop the anxiety attacks
Want to be hopeful but want to face the facts
That yes there are so many good days to be had
But are they good enough to outweigh the bad?
It's 4.54am and I won't sleep again tonight,
Every sound makes my heart sink with fright,
I think it's you but I know it's not,
For another moment I forgot,
That it's over - well at least with you
But i still have a lot of work to do
People don't understand why we can't just be fine
But to get to that place takes hard work and time
But we can - take back control and make the choice
To speak, share our story and raise our voice
Even if you only open up to one person and let them see
That we are much more than someone with PTSD


PTSD
It's called post traumatic stress disorder,
because of it you've become a hoarder,
Not of clutter, mess or throwing lots of things under your bed
The things that your hoarding is the thoughts inside your head
And there's no easy way for them to become clean
As much as we try we can't escape the things we've seen
People tell us that we can achieve
But everywhere we go we're just thinking " breathe. breathe. breathe."
Anything to stop the anxiety attacks
Want to be hopeful but want to face the facts
That yes there are so many good days to be had
But are they good enough to outweigh the bad?
It's 4.54am and I won't sleep again tonight,
Every sound makes my heart sink with fright,
I think it's you but I know it's not,
For another moment I forgot,
That it's over - well at least with you
But i still have a lot of work to do
People don't understand why we can't just be fine
But to get to that place takes hard work and time
But we can - take back control and make the choice
To speak, share our story and raise our voice
Even if you only open up to one person and let them see
That we are much more than someone with PTSD