Wednesday, November 17, 2010

Post Traumatic WHAT?


Last night I curled up
in a ball and learned
for the first time
what PTSD really is

A disease that rots a person
from the inside -
tears their wounds open
like an amputated limb

Last night I learned
that 8 years can feel
like only 8 seconds
and what time machines do:

They transport you back
to the moment your brain
stopped working and
your heart stopped beating

Correctly

Last night I learned
about war and tried
to remember what
peace felt like

The profundity of
these lessons seep
into my dreams
and I am rattled

For only by remembering
the horrible
the terrible
the despicable
can we truly forget

2 comments:

jyotsana said...

NICE READNG YOUR SENSITVE POEMS ONCE AGAIN...

Jackie said...

Jyotsana -

I know I have been missing for awhile. I am back, but still struggling to find my way in writing...