David Sloan's Poetry

The Traumas of Youth

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David B Sloan

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For twenty-six years, we had a good run;
I thought we were perfect, that she was the one.
But I brought to adulthood the traumas of youth;
I needed to heal, but hid from that truth.

So I had to hit bottom to ever be free;
Only by losing could I ever find me.
Divorce cut me deep — that much is true;
But suffering the pain, I finally grew.

←Redemption
Peace→

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2 responses to “The Traumas of Youth”

  1. Amanda Avatar
    February 26, 2026
    Amanda

    What a beautiful collection! I love every one of these. I hope you keep writing and keep dreaming. Comments weren’t enabled on all of them, but I especially loved your line “I am potential” because really when we realize that, we know our lives are full of endless possibilities.

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    1. David B Sloan Avatar
      March 28, 2026
      David B Sloan

      Thanks! “I Am Potential” was actually the first poem I wrote after my wife of 22 years told me she just wanted to be “friends and roommates.” It’s still crazy to look back on how hard those days were and to recognize that I was able to compose something so simple and so powerful. These poems have helped me so much. I’m glad they can be a blessing to other people too!

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