|Reviews for PTSD And the poetry it induces|
| Jade Amethyst chapter 1 . 12/21/2010
Are louder than stomping.
Care is more conspicuous
There is nothing more frightening,
Trying not to be seen,
Trying not to draw attention.
Which enemy do you pursue:
The one making a racket,
That you will always here coming;
Or the one walking quietly,
As though plotting something
Behind your back.
| Caldyphen chapter 1 . 12/18/2010
Okay, I flamed you.
I really like the second poem, it was dark and insightful.
I was reading your poems while listening to "Let It Be" and the beat of the song went well with the rythym of your poetry.