Friday, 7 June 2013

PTSD The Black Park Poem/probably the most authentic PTSD study poem where the split in consciousness into boy and man in communication, as a survival method, comes closest to Schizophrenia whilst masquerading as Bipolarity from time to time.

The Black Park
 
not certain
how much should be said
how much detained
for further questioning
 
not certain
how many terrorists
still operate
under the guise of common language
and common love.
 
I have listened to you
from where the idea bursts
in the Great Sea
to where the green horses
wash up on a simple tide.
 
I have listened to you
which is, you said, all you wanted.
 
I have visited the Black Park
where the fear begins
and I found no one there but me.

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