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Missing home and abroad

In the last letter mummy had from France, daddy said he loved us and would be home soon.Daddy lied; he didn’t come home and he must have lied about loving us, cos’ if he really loved us, he would have come home, wouldn’t he - if he could.Mummy said he was just missing...

For the Record

Intro - Spoken/Sung softly) For the record... I'm... For the record... I'm... (Verse) Still in love with you I'm so fascinated You got me so levitated I'm so captivated Girl, I'm so captivated by you (Pre-Chorus) For the record, I'm... Put it on file, I'm... Right...

My Pathfinder Between Two Homes

This story has been submitted through our admin team as the person did not want their name shown, etc. Please remember that anyone can sign up and post anonymously too. Back home, I was never alone for long. There was always a cousin calling, a friend arriving...

Thank you to FLOW

We wear our days like well-pressed clothes, while underneath darkness flows. A worry, ache, or quiet dread, that lives unseen, unshared, unsaid. We learn to smile and say, "I'm fine," we always say that practised line. We keep our storms tucked out of sight, and say...

Retribution

Just inside my mind it lives, hiding from all others. In a dark and secret hallway with pictures of my brothers. Silently attacking me and my battle-weary boxes. Swarming my defences like unseen covert forces. Its name is “Retribution”, and it’s never going to leave,...

The Survivors Cross

I walk where others could not tread, with silent names inside my head. The roll call echoes, one by one, while I still wake to greet the sun. This hollow guilt, so cold and deep, disturbs the hours meant for sleep. No medal fills the empty space, where loss has carved...

A Shout Away

Our demons don’t knock before they call, They wait in silence, hidden from all. A scent, a sound, a place, just doors That open many waiting sores. There is no cure that makes it cease, No single path that gives us peace. Instead, we learn some ways to cope, With...

I Forgot a Card this Year

This is a Poem I wrote for my wife on our anniversary because I forgot to get a card. Turned out to be the best this I did, because I got express my feeling for her in a way I never had before; I forgot to get a card this year and that I may regret But all the things...

The Lonely Soldier

I have no stories to tell you Nor victories to recall No pictures of my daring deeds Or accolades on my wall But after serving 39 years and more I fight most every night With the battles that go on in my head That gives me sleepless nights Being part of the big Green...

Darcey

Darcey A very sad day, grief beyond measure I lost my Pal, ‘’Darcey” my Treasure The time had come to end her fight A time to do what I knew was right A reluctant act, but do it I must The proper way to repay her trust A terrible decision, it could make you cry Is She...

20%

of people exposed to mass violence develop PTSD

8M+

adults diagnosed with PTSD in a given year

more likely — women are disproportionately affected by PTSD