Mental Illness Poem

Poem About Loving Someone With PTSD

Suffering from PTSD can be difficult at times. It takes a special kind of person to understand how to handle someone who tends to fall into "a dark place" and re-lives traumatic experiences. Lucky for me, I found that person almost 7 years ago and am so grateful to have him at my side when I need him the most. Thank you for loving me and never feeling that I'm just too broken!

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Beautifully written right from the heart. Carry on telling people how you feel; don't keep things bottled up like my son did. Unfortunately, he's no longer with us. See my poem, "Jonathan's...

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Published by Family Friend Poems April 2015 with permission of the Author.

If I turned around and walked away, would you notice I'm gone?
Would you even care?
When you look at me, do you see the smile on my face,
Or do you see the tears I fight to hold inside?
Do you see a strong, willful woman I portray,
Or the scared little girl who never quite goes away?
If I broke down and lost all control,
Would you know how to handle me,
Would you hold me 'til I stop shaking,
Kiss away all of my tears?
Would you know how to lift me up
From a place far below recognition?
You see a sexy, loving woman,
But I'm so much more.
I'm sad,
I'm lonely,
I'm unpredictable,
I'm broken,
I'm irrational,
I'm complicated.
You say you want me,
But you don't even know.
You see who I let you see,
Who I've always let you see,
But what about the real me,
The everyday me?
The girl who never seems to get anything right
The one who could break down at any given moment
And have no clue why?
I try so hard to fight away my doubts.
For a while they bury themselves away,
So far away that I think they're gone forever,
But I guess nothing lasts forever,
Because the pain and tears always find their way back to me.
Can you handle me,
Can you handle ALL of me?
Am I worth the time?
Do you really love me enough
To stand by me through all my troubles,
Or am I just too broken for you?


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  • Kayla by Kayla
  • 3 years ago

This about made me cry. It hit so close to home. I was recently diagnosed with PTSD and anxiety and depression, and this touched me. This is exactly how I feel every minute of every hour of every day. It's hard. This was an amazing poem - so powerful.

  • Sadkitty by Sadkitty
  • 5 years ago

I'm glad you wrote this. I can relate to this so much. The mask doesn't last forever. You'd think after wearing it so often it would become you. I was abused in the care system for almost 15 years. Mentally. emotionally. Physically. Verbally. Neglected. Most days starved others overfed. You're sad for so long you become numb to it and eventually addicted to the darkness.

  • Julia Davis by Julia Davis
  • 5 years ago

This is how I feel. I try so hard to make my family happy, but at times I feel like they wish I was not around. I feel empty deep inside. Thank you for the poem!!

  • Paul  J. O'Brien by Paul J. O'Brien
  • 6 years ago

Beautifully written right from the heart. Carry on telling people how you feel; don't keep things bottled up like my son did. Unfortunately, he's no longer with us. See my poem, "Jonathan's Krakatoa." You are a wonderful person.

  • Felix Mophandle by Felix Mophandle
  • 6 years ago

I really liked this poem. In a perfect world, I'd like to think that it only applies to a few people. Fact of the matter is, there are many of us who experience this. Life is not a friendly place. The question, "Are you ready for all of me?" made me think pretty hard. Everyone has their demons. Only difference? Some are better actors than others.

  • Makezie Hayes by Makezie Hayes
  • 6 years ago

I suffer very badly from PTSD due to situations that happened to me in the past. I could relate to this poem so much I can't believe it's real. This poem spoke for me. I'm truly thankful for it.

  • Danielle Miller by Danielle Miller
  • 6 years ago

I read this poem, and I thought for a minute you were talking about me. I feel this way every single day. I tend to actually ask the guys that I date those exact questions. It's because I don't feel like I'm worth it or that they really mean what they say to me.

  • Tamara by Tamara
  • 7 years ago

This poem just made me break down in tears. I felt as if you wrote this about me. I've been going through this for years. Being bipolar has me in some rollercoaster rides. Thank you, that was beautiful.

  • Autumn Schuttek by Autumn Schuttek
  • 8 years ago

This poem touched me because of the very first line. I actually am dealing with thoughts like that right now. I have actually gotten up in the middle of class, (I am a freshman in high school), and walked out, and nobody noticed, and those who did didn't care enough to go after me or ask me later what was wrong.

  • Elizabeth Nicholson by Elizabeth Nicholson
  • 8 years ago

I understand what you're going through. I myself have walked out of class and no one has cared.

  • Kelsey by Kelsey, Michigan
  • 8 years ago

I'm 16 years old. It seems like it doesn't matter how much I work on myself and change, but people will always label me as the kind of person that I used to be. Always living in the past and judging me for everything I do. I can't make any move without being spitted on somehow. It's hard to move on if everyone won't. It's like it's you against the world and you always have to prove yourself to everyone and go an extra mile.

If everyone will always have that image of you, condemn you, judge you, laugh at you, and look at you with disgrace for the rest of your life, no matter how hard you try to prove them wrong, what's the point? I'd rather die now then live the rest of my life with all that. Because that is living hell. Especially if it's the people who are supposed to love you unconditionally. Everyone makes mistakes, and no one should be an exception. You live and you learn.

  • Sarah Quinn by Sarah Quinn, Alberta
  • 9 years ago

If I can inspire 1 person with my story then that will make me happy. I am 19 and I have a beautiful 5 month old baby boy. He saved me, I'm not even exaggerating. I was a meth addict for 2 1/2 years. Everyday I was high, and if I wasn't I was thinking of ways to get high or to die. Homeless, hopeless and addicted. I felt so worthless. Like who would ever want to be with a homeless, high, suicidal girl. I had my house raided by cops, I got pimped out, raped and so many more terrible things that I would never wish upon a person. The moment I found out I was pregnant I quit meth cold turkey. I relapsed once and have been sober for over a year now. If I never got pregnant I know I would still be on the streets or worst dead. I am doing so much better now. I'm still not the happiest person, I have bad and good days. I promise that for those out there who want to commit suicide that it's not worth it. Things can change in time. :)

  • Tanekka by Tanekka
  • 9 years ago

Sometimes I end up with people who don't deserve to have to deal with my past hurt and pain. I have shut people out so much that one guy almost killed himself, because I wouldn't tell him my past. When I finally told him the things that happened to me, he walked away and didn't even try to help me get help.

  • Amara by Amara
  • 9 years ago

I feel lonely and depressed all day everyday and I feel worthless too. I have attempted suicide multiple times. I do not know how I am still alive. I have scars on my right arm and one going diagonal on my chest. My heart is a thousand pieces now. It is scary for me and my friends because I am only 15 with a long life ahead of me. Will I ever be able to continue life and overcome depression?

  • BethanyRose by BethanyRose
  • 7 years ago

I am 13, and my left arm is decorated in tallies of scars. None of my 'friends' give a crap either. To be honest, I don't know how I am alive.

  • Aimee Gauteng by Aimee Gauteng
  • 9 years ago

I'm 14, and I've had issues with my weight, self-esteem and confidence. I have had multiple suicide attempts and I cut myself, I starve myself and I hate how I look. I will probably end it all soon. My "friends" don't care and constantly have interventions about me and my status and my need to die is irritating and bothering them. When I started to defend myself they left me and somehow convinced everyone in my school I was a crazy psycho. I was alone and still am alone, I don't know what to do? And can't find any other way out other than suicide. I guess I just need to talk to someone who knows the feeling. My mother knows everything but refuses to do anything about it.

  • Racheal Weikum by Racheal Weikum, U.S.A Texas
  • 9 years ago

I always feel alone, and depressed. I hide my feelings behind a smile and laughs because if I talk to someone they seem to not understand. They say they will help but they aren't, they are just making it worse. I don't know what to do anymore. I have thoughts about killing myself sometimes. Now I feel like dyeing because no one seems to care for me all. I am a waste of time and energy and no one wants me because I cause problems even if I don't mean too.

  • Elicia Rojas by Elicia Rojas
  • 7 years ago

I know exactly how you feel because I am in the same situation, but please don't think about killing yourself. I am a total hypocrite because I do the exact same thing, but it's not helping you in any way. You just need to find a different way to deal with the pain.

  • Bianca by Bianca, Cape Town
  • 9 years ago

I had been through a lot in my life. I met this guy who always tries to pretend as if he is helping me out, but when I wrote this poem to him he started to act strangely, does that means he is not good for me?

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