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Date Posted: Tue, July 12 2011, 22:58:13
Author: Don Poss
Author Host/IP: cpe-76-166-233-185.socal.res.rr.com /
Subject: PTSD, Poem

Copyright © 2011, by: Don Poss

I thought I was stronger than that.
I thought I could put it in a box.
I thought I didn’t need anyone.
I thought no one understood.
I thought I could handle it.
I thought no one cared.
I thought it would go away.
I thought I could forget.
I thought I could forgive.
I thought I wouldn’t be missed.
I thought I couldn’t stand it anymore.
I thought I was alone.
I thought about asking for help.
I thought they would think me weak.
I thought I would say goodbye.

Post-Traumatic Stress Disorder, with friendship and counseling can be overcome. Like the most severe physical wound, it is a wound deeper than heartfelt and can consume the soul.

You are strong but not invincible.
You can put it in a box … for a time.
You may not need anyone, but we need you.
You can meet hundreds who understand.
You can handle it … let us help.
You know we care … we’ve been there.
You know it will never go away … we can face it together.
You can forgive but you needn’t forget.
You still miss those who fell … as do we.
You can stand with us.
You are not alone. There are no dust offs for wounds of the soul … but we are here waiting.
You can ask us at any hour for as long as we live.
You are not weak … just human … and have seen what mankind was not meant to see.
You can say ‘I need to talk’ and we will say, ‘Welcome Home’.

We will make it, together.

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