The Trauma Bag
people pack away their trauma
into a bag
and take it outside with them
they take it to work
they take it to family gatherings
and they insist that everyone must experience it
people pack away their trauma
into a satchel
one with a bright orange patch of material on it
they share no apologies
and there is no recognition
you may as well be caught
as they scattergun trauma fed ammunition
and then they act as if their behaviour is okay
my weekend,
we not slept away
my body showed degrees of stress
because of a verbal ingress heaped upon me
but people show no responsibility
for their trauma or their aggressive unpleasant tirades
James Garratt – Tuesday 1st August 2023
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The Trauma Bag – Written Tuesday 1st August 2023 (Aged 48)

“they share no apologies
and there is no recognition
you may as well be caught
as they scattergun trauma fed ammunition”
This is really great writing. 🙂
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I liked this but. If you look at the original hand written version from my pad I didn’t have the ‘trauma fed’, before ammunition. That came to me when I was typing it up tonight 🙂
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A great addition! 🙂
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