Please don’t look at me,
I only want to walk into the store.
Please don’t watch me,
I only want to get what my family needs.
Please don’t talk to me,
I will stumble over my words trying to reply.
Please don’t stand to close,
I feel uncomfortable and want to run.
Please don’t make eye contact,
I feel obligated to look away.
Please don’t snicker,
I tried to say my coffee order that I rehearsed.
Please don’t shake your head,
I only want to order something to eat.
Please don’t acknowledge me,
I only want to be invisible.
I wanted to attempt a poem for the Daily Post Prompt: Invisible that captures some of my social anxieties. I remember a time when I was a social butterfly and then I was isolated. Now I’m left with the aftermath of my CPTSD. Some days are harder than others.
Childhood trauma haunts us.
I healed for five years, went out without concern, relaxed.
Now the triggers are alive again and going out can be painful.
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Yes, so much can haunt us. I hope your triggers become less and less. 💜
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Wow this reminds me so much of how I used to feel!
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Virtual hugs. This quote gets me by: “When you start to feel like things should have been better this year, remember the mountains and valleys that got you here. They are not accidents, and those moments weren’t in vain. You are not the same. You have grown and you are growing. You are breathing, you are living, you are wrapped in endless, boundless grace. And things will get better. There is more to you than yesterday.” ― Morgan Harper Nichols
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Thank you. I’m going to use that quote 🙂
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Well done. Poetry expresses emotion and clears the mind and soul.
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Beautiful. Some verses were written for me!
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That is one of the best compliments. Thank you 🙂
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It is the truth, no need to thank me, but you’re welcome anyway 🙂
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