art, Mental Health, mental illness, Rape, sexual assault

I am an angry sun encircled by pain

  
Copyright © Electra Rose January 2016

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ptsd, Rape, sexual assault, Sexual Violence

My reactions to vivid PTSD nightmares

I don’t get vivid PTSD nightmares very often but when I do a man or multiple men humiliate me, hurt me and have power over me. They remind me of the rape and normally really freak me out. 

Last night I had a PTSD nightmare. Normally I would really freak out and end up crying and feel in a lot of pain but today I have managed to keep my composure and I haven’t cried or felt the emotional pain I sometimes get where I feel I am struggling with my rape. So I guess I am making progress? I feel stronger  in my self. I am hoping that this week I will hold it together unlike last and not break down about my rape. 

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Bipolar, bipolar disorder, creative writing, Poème, Poemas, Poems, Poesia, Poetry

Living waterfall

The isolation of being a living waterfall

When everyone else is a river.

How do I cope with the constant fall

And the water rushing too fast?
If only I could experience calm

Instead of this beautiful nightmare.

I would want a serene dream

Instead of this unstable reality

If it weren’t for my creativity.

Copyright © Electra Rose January 2016

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Bipolar, bipolar disorder, creative writing, Human Rights, Poème, Poemas, Poems, Poesia, Poetry

Unbearable waterfall

Sometimes my waterfall is too much to bear.

It’s breathtaking beauty rushes by too quickly-

Divine happiness never compensates for sadness.

No break from instability,

No end to this curse,

No relief.

How can I cope with the waterfall that is my mind? 

Copyright © Electra Rose January 2016

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creative writing, Poemas, Poems, Poesia, Poetry, Rape

The ultimate betrayal

Betrayal when you broke down my bedroom door

Without my consent.
You left my sky blue crystal eyes 

Disorientated, confused, overwhelmed.
Uncertainty clouded my mind

As I walked through my maze inside.
As the days went by 

My uncertainty disappeared-

Denial phase was over-

I was raped.
Now I must get out of my maze

And it will take time

But I am like a rose-

Both fragile and strong.

They never plucked my petals-

They just bruised me.
My strength will save me from despair.
Copyright © Electra Rose January 2016

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