I just woke up from a dream and couldn't figure out how to process or debrief the pain I am feeling, so I wrote about it. I have Chronic Post Traumatic Stress Disorder one of many conditions I struggle with and this was a very triggering dream. Waking up and realizing that I couldn't avoid my pain. I hope some may relate to me but I also don't, the pain I suffer I hope to fight alone, this pain is not fair and I'd rather shoulder it alone. But I crave the feeling that I'm not alone. Photograph from David Guttenfelder for The New Yorker unrelated post but I needed a photo to post this

This is something I wrote about the complexities of death and the afterlife, I struggle to cope with loss, it's quite confusing, this is one of likely many poems that i will write about my pain and confusion surrounding death and loss

A poem about the pain I go through with my chronic illness, I call this poem burning, I write these poems to cope