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Let me be your bad dream

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Let me be your bad dream

Only stay awake

Let me weigh 250

almost twice your weight

 

Stand in at six foot four

one hand strong enough

to crash you to the floor

 

Let me wear the size thirteens

and stand upon your hair

reach down with my knife

chop the golden curls

so imagined men will not admire

you any more.

 

Let me be your bad dream

only stay awake

let me be the one who takes your keys

slaps you across the face

shouts that he will kill you

if you do escape

 

Let me be the one to accidentally

break your arm, your ribs

let me be the one the VA sends

back different

every time with new meds.

Let me be the one

Let me be the one

 

They tell me you are fragile

not to leave.

Let me be the one

to be here when you are cured

of PTSD

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Author notes

We met I was twenty he was thirty three.. wife Vietnam Vet Marine Corp .. Trying to be here until the end.

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  • BellaD
    September 6

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    Wow! I hardly know what to say. This is a powerful, gripping write. I felt as though I was reading a suspense novel or watching a terrifying scene in a movie. I am sending prayers and a
    God bless you.


  • Dragonheart1 gold member
    August 12
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    The poem was a twist of fate..but what is PTSD?


    • Rheea gold member
      August 12
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      In this case Vietnam war POST TRAMATIC STRESS SYNDROME

  • Pollycheck silver member
    April 19

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    Thank you for entering my military contest. This is a sad but too oftrn true story that happens to the vet when he returns home.
  • dillpickle62
    March 12
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    oops!

    Forgot to hit the claps.

  • dillpickle62
    March 12

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    Whistle...ew....

    Holy...I don't know what to say really. This is a tough one. I'd bet many more women will feel this same deal now and after Iraq. jeez your one tough poetic lady. I send major well wishes for you.

  • Godless but divine gold member
    January 31

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    How dreadful and harsh,
    The road we sometimes pick to march;
    More painful than a knife,
    Penetrating sometimes a dream to dive;
    I know that it's hard for a dream to toss,
    But am really sorry for your loss...


  • Sagerider
    January 26
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    How sad

    The innocent boy that went away, never comes back.

  • Michael P
    January 13

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    Let me be the one ....over and over...reinforced,traumatic..well written and powerful..chop the golden curl..a great line..they tell me you are fragile..such a hard pill to swallow yet thet is your pill..Rheea this is a wonderful poem throughout.


  • Emily Chan
    January 11
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    man. whats PTSD?

  • arafura
    January 10

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    sad...

    This was a slap in the face my friend... I could feel the pent up emotion and the pain and frustration. A very powerful look at a problem that is very real and very common! I feel it my friend!


  • takemypainaway
    January 9

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    wow... this is really strong.. i can feel the emotional effects in here!!! you have great ties and this poem was great!!

  • Michael A. de Melo
    January 6
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    This is a great write that is hard to read. I don't know that I would have the ability to put up with that kind of behaviour, regardles of the circumstances. My personal survival instincts would surely overpower my feelings for anyone who hurt me. I wish you luck, but hope that you will not get hurt.


  • storiesuntold gold member
    January 5

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    I hear you

    Yes so many women when their men returns finds their is a war now within the home . Flashbacks and harm is brought into the home leaving the wife feeling their is no place to go . But you keep a tape recorder and you keep a record of this abuse and if he wont get counseling and help then to save your own life you have to seperate not devorce but seperate and if he truly loves you he will get help but dont let him use you as a punching bag never let this happen for you are there to help and if he wont get help use tough love but dont let him enjure or possibly kill you before you get away . Tell him he must get help and find himself and you will be there for him when he gets out for its neither of your fault its just the mind so often becomes altered after war where evryone is the enemy


  • Peteskid gold member
    December 25, 2007
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    ***...PK


  • Beyond Broken
    December 16, 2007
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    Wow! This was heavy. I really like it though. You're an amazing writer I just did a paper on war and ptsd and how are military is somewhat unattentive to it now. I have friends who were never checked out and are out of the marines and army and suffer pretty bad from flashbacks and can barely walk past a car without getting nervous. Sad..
    God bless you!


  • GoodKnightPoet
    December 15, 2007

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    Being an ex-Marine, although I'm considered a Vietnam era Vet, I did not go to Vietnam. I like your notes; Trying to be here until the end. Great poem.

  • RedwingSpirit silver member
    December 14, 2007
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    This is very powerful. Good luck in the contest.


  • Me a poet-maybe
    December 14, 2007
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    It's no picnic

    This I do know. What is done in this situation has to vary. Some never come out of it, some do. I abhor violence in the home. You must do what you must under the circumstances.
    God Bless and thank you very much.
    Please, see URL on contest page and my poets page. Help is there for you.
    I don't know what else to do, just want it to end, for you and him.

  • Nighttime angel
    December 13, 2007
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    oh my. this is a sad, but very powerful poem. you did an excellant job on this. I am here for you sister pot, don't forget that, okay. I felt sadness when reading this, and so many more emotions than I can explain.

    please try to be strong and never forget that your friends are here for you anytime you need them.

    good luck in the contest.

    kat

  • Starz of Heaven gold member
    December 13, 2007

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    This is really sad alot of mental problems lead to abuse, It is hard to deal with thanks for shairng this with me much love
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