#flashbacks poems on Hello Poetry

Broken Arpeggio Sep 2017

Blond hair
Chuck Taylors
Boy multiplied by three

Morning Dew
Dirt clumps
Darkness covers everything

Things that are seemingly "run of the
mill", " normal", and "mundane"
May also be the precise source of
someone else's pain

Consciousness fades
Pain grows
Body can no longer fight

Invasion within
Hope retreats
Mind and soul take flight

None of us can presume to know the life
behind one's eyes
Let us "break the cycle", "be kind", and "love"
Then maybe, our scars will naturalize...

You simply cannot tell what others are going through by their appearance. Many of us, put up walls and don masks in order to face the day. Kindness DOES matter and means EVERYTHING to those silently suffering!

#ed #anorexia #ptsd #recovery #flashbacks #anxiety #**** #survivor #healing #kindness

AllyRose Jun 2017

Paralyzed

Her eyes are weary, but she’s wide awake.
She can’t seem to shake this feeling away.
She knew what you were, but had to learn the hard way.
She broke out of the asylum.
Night terrors still haunt her in the dark.
Blinded by her dreams.
There’s a disease in her garden.
She had no choice except to abandon all of her sins back in autumn.
Here in the shadow she cries.
Every night she holds on for dear life.
Barely making it out alive.
Here in the shadow she only just survives.
In a bed she doesn’t want to sleep in,
In a world she doesn’t want to live in,
In a universe she doesn’t want to exist in,
Is where she lies.
She wants to pull her stomach over her head and swallow.
The weight is adding to the baggage she always carries.
It’s not as strong as all of this tormenting sorrow.
She suffered through the invasion.
Her soul forever paralyzed.
If she ends this now, she’ll never feel anything again…

#paralyzed #flashbacks #insomnia #ptsd #post #traumatic #street #abuse #evil #hurt #how #i #feel

Blah blah May 2017

Untitled

The harder it is getting to endure the pain, the harder it is getting to resist the crave to feel it.

As days are passing, its not healing, its getting deeper and deeper with every flashback turned into tears. I can no longer hold it in.
I wish you could've understood me a li'l better, i wish i could've tried a li'l more, I wish you to have stayed a li'l more, I wish my weren't just wishes.

#hard #pain #passing #flashbacks #endure

CautiousRain Apr 2017

Flash

Flash forward.
Flashback.

Progress isn't possible
without a little dip in the pool
so keep looking back;
trip over the wires,
set them off and see what happens.

Flash forward.
Flashback.

Drag me through the mud,
but don't let me look
at the mess I've made
in the mirror.

Flash forward.
Flashback.

Hear that voice.
Hear it.
HEAR IT.
Hear it and weep.

Flash forward.
Flashback.
Flash forward.
Flashback.
Flash forward.
Flashback.
FLASH FORWARD.

*Please don't take me back there.

Tbh I am pretty sure I am not okay but at the same time???? not much I can do about it so gg life, thanks so much

#poem #poetry #flashbacks #regret #sadness #unvomfortable

goodbye Mar 2017

Flashbacks

You know I don't really know how to express myself,
so you thought that I chose to left you all by yourself.

However, the truth is, I still love you very much,
because all these flashbacks is making me miss you so much.

You never realised how many wishes I made,
constantly wishing to turn back the time.

So I could tell you the truth,
tell you how much I love you.

#love #truth #flashbacks

BELEMA SANDRA EKINE Mar 2017

THE EGGSHELL ADDICT

Some days I dream of us
Re-enacting scenes from our favorite romantic movie
Replaying the songs I just didn’t get but u loved so much
Other days I try so hard to forget
Heck! Sometimes I think I even do
And all is well with the world
Then like thunder after every lightning
A flashback after every trigger
It all comes undone
And there we are!
Coming back
In all our majestic glory
Crippling me to my very core
Some days , like a recovering addict
Am 90days sober and walking on eggshells
Other days,I fall off the wagon
Remembering more than it took to forget
To forget u, to forget us

©Belema.S.Ekine

#brokenheart #breakups #flashbacks

Aletheia Ann Bradford Mar 2017

relapse.

I try to be stronger now.
But I killed my strongest self, several attempts ago
I push it away,
but darkness always returns;
I am reverted to the worst version of myself.

She is 16 and sobbing out her sorrows in her bathtub,
to her favorite razor and a bottle full of pills.
She is self-destructing but, she can't say why.
Someone else's words have cut out her tongue.
Her mouth bleeds out their words against her,
trying to save herself she locks her jaw into a smile, that lies to everyone around her that she's fine.
But, her body fills with their hatred and she learns to loathe herself
Slowly, her heart is smothered and her mind breaks.
She becomes so full that she burst at the wrist, just to get some relief.

I return to the present,
I've made a mistake.
I am too weak again to this world.
I look at myself in the mirror.
I watch the blood on the counter make small pools from my wrists.
And I give into it.
I will never fully be myself again.
I have killed myself too many times,
Sometimes I wish my body wasn't too stubborn to die.

TRIGGER WARNING: SUICIDE, SELF HARM, DEPRESSION.

#cutting #self #depression #pain #alone #sorry #relapse #unhappiness #flashbacks #harms

mugdha bhagya Feb 2017

Flashbacks

Random memories of old times
resurface, like broken images
a family dinner, vastly spread garden,
a chat with my mom at kitchen table,
or just a day in school

These reminisces are fulfilling in itself
yet one feels an ache
of how you once existed in that time
and yet it doesn't seem to be real

I remember my mother getting ready
and how I used to watch her
wishing her not to go, for I would be alone again
oh the love I feel for her, haven't felt for anyone else

And through time
I have grown fond of those memories
wondering why, at the time
it din't seem so beautiful

These flashbacks of milliosns of tiny moments
are made up of all feelings we once felt
It is like stardust, with each particle a picture
we accumulate and blow it away
once the show is over.

#love #feelings #mother #flashbacks