Brain Injury
Poems of a Police Officer struggling with PTSD

why do I feel ashamed
That my brain is injured?
I can describe my feelings in a few words
Depressed, hopelessness, my thoughts disturbed
Not thinking I deserve to be alive
Why? Why do I feel this way?
Is it because I know what people say ?
Your broken, your weird, your crazy
Nothing more than a liability
You see, I’ve heard all these words before
And they are stored in my mind
Causing my decline behind closed doors
I wish I could ignore or restore
The words that I remember
However they are at the Center
Of what injured members endeavour
On their road to recover
Together we need to make this better
So we don’t feel alone or disowned
Instead listen to what we’re saying
Delaying change is conveying
The idea that nobody cares
Another officer gone by suicide
We cry and say our goodbyes
And then we act surprised
When two weeks later
Another one dies
Your not weak if you see death
And react differently than most
Your strong for standing up
And saying enough is enough!
About the Creator
Jon Perrin
I’m a Police Officer struggling with PTSD. I found writing very therapeutic and share my real life experiences, as well as my thoughts and feelings through my poems. I created Twisted Trauma to raise awareness and money for mental health.



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