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Body Memories, Post Traumatic Stress, and Healing: Poetry by Author Honey Badger

  • Writer: Author Honey Badger
    Author Honey Badger
  • Dec 9, 2024
  • 2 min read

Updated: 1 day ago


PTSD Written on Paper
PTSD Written on Paper

Body Memories, Post Traumatic Stress and Healing: Poetry by Author Honey Badger


In the depths of our minds, lies a silent scream

 The echoes of trauma, like a haunting dream

 Memories etched in our very bones

 A legacy of pain, we carry alone.


 Body memories, a cruel reminder

 Of battles fought, and souls so tender

 Post traumatic stress, a relentless foe

 Casting shadows where we dare not go


 The body remembers what the mind cannot

 Aching muscles, tight and taut

 A racing heart, a shallow breath

 A never-ending cycle of life and death


 Healing seems like a distant shore

 A light in the darkness, we implore

 To find peace, to find release

 From the grip of trauma, from the jaws of beast


 But healing is a journey, not a destination

 A process of patience, of dedication

 To face our demons, to confront our fears

 To shed our past, like shedding tears


 Therapy and support, a guiding hand

 Through the dark forests of our land

 Meditation, yoga, mindfulness

 Tools to navigate the abyss


 Art and music, dance and song

 Creative outlets, where we belong

 To express the pain, the joy, the hope

 To find ourselves, in the kaleidoscope


 Of body memories, of post traumatic stress

 Of healing wounds, and finding rest

 In the embrace of love, in the light of day

 We reclaim our bodies, we find our way


 So let us be gentle, with ourselves and each other

 For we are all sisters, we are all brothers

 In the tapestry of life, in the dance of fate

 Let us find healing, before it's too late


 Let us be kind, let us be true

 To ourselves, to each other, to the world we knew

 For in the end, we are all connected

 By the thread of humanity, by the bond that's perfected


 In body memories, in post traumatic stress

 In healing wounds, we find our best

 A symphony of souls, a chorus of light

 Guiding us through the darkest night


 So let us remember, that we are strong

 That we are resilient, that we belong

 In this world, in this life

 Together we heal, together we thrive.



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