Post Traumatic
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Category : Poems
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Gunshot noise
Life devoid
They say I'm paranoid.
Call me crazy
My head gets hazy
Wonder when I'll be pushing up daisies.
Even at home
I feel so alone
Catch myself digging up old bones.
Drink a beer
To find some cheer
I cannot let them see my fear.
They don't understand
I'm just one man
Lost myself in a foreign land.
Always on edge
Feelings of dread
Doctors just pump me full of meds.
It's gone too far
My life seems marred
No one sees my battle scars.
-samhudson
