I see it everywhere,
being laughed about, tormented
If only it could be prevented.
This generation needs to grow up
stop being so damn sensitive
a bunch of babies who can’t cope
well how about you stop being so damn negative?
Ha, wait, is that a trigger?
Not yet, but it will be
when you realize you’re the killer
You think “trigger warning” means nothing
well you’re right
because it’s not what you say
It’s not the jokes you make that i think about at night
I know why you make jokes
It’s because you don’t know
you’re innocent, protected
there’s been nothing in your life that made you grow
I am not triggered by the thing you wrote on facebook
or the things you say to your friends
No I am “triggered”, by sounds, by thoughts, by patterns
by the way I know some lives ends.
Every time I see a blue and white,
Long, and boring striped dress
I remember the way it laid there
I re-live that immediate stress
When I hear a siren
I don’t pull over my car
I pull over my mind
I remember hearing it when it wasn’t as far.
A knock on the door
such a simple thing
for anyone expecting company
Please don’t knock, it makes my ears ring.
When you experience something so traumatic
that your day to day life is effected
that you had to witness in your very home
you cant help but think what would be different if you hadn’t neglected
So when you laugh
With the people you love
About someone being “triggered”
think about the thoughts i’ve had to get rid of
Think about the soldiers who have PTSD
Would you make fun of them?
Would you laugh at the warriors
As they suffer and their minds go numb?
I hope you never experience this aftershock.
We’d make the jokes too
We’d laugh and poke fun.
Up until her lips were blue.
I’d walk in and laugh on her bed
Up until she was lying there, dead.