Therapy Bits

In the shadows where memories weave,

Coping whispers through the silent night,

PTSD’s grip, a relentless thief,

Yet within the darkness, a flicker of light.

Healing blooms in the cracks of despair,

Surviving the echoes that haunt like ghosts,

Truth emerges in the depths of our care,

While dance becomes balm for the heart it boasts.

Flashbacks cascade like a river’s fierce flow,

Triggers ignite the past’s silent scream,

But in the stillness, we learn to let go,

Dissociation fades, revealing our dream.

Through creativity’s lens, we sculpt our fate,

Recovery sings of resilience’s song,

In the rhythm of life, we gently create,

A tapestry woven, where we all belong.

FOWC With Fandango — Truth – Facts, Fictions & Fantasies (mymindmappings.com)