This is a poem about my experience with medical trauma. I hope this poem gives a voice to anyone who may be struggling with trauma, whether it is medical or another type.
It’s over
But still happening in my mind
I’m free
But still chained by it
I’m safe
But my brain still signals danger
I no longer see them
But I still hear their voice
I’ve stopped the medication
But its effects on me still linger
I long for community
Yet I hide in myself
I know I can trust you
But I still feel unsafe
I need to live in the present
But the past happened and it mattered
I’m afraid
But I’m slowly facing my fears
I fall
But I get back up
I’m struggling
But I’m growing
I’m wounded
But I’m healing
