Counting Game (PTSD)

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10 lines

Red and bright

Let's add more

Some other night.

9 times

I've cried tonight

Can't stop the tears

I'm not alright

8 war times

Haunt my life

I can't sleep

I've lost my mind

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7 men

All my friends

Sitting by the campfire

Marching in step

6, 8, 10

Regiment

Back in the army

Again and again

5 p.m

Once again

Grab my gun

Can't do this again.

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4 drops

Tanks and bombs

Echoing on

For oh so long

3 years gone

But that's not long

They say I'm fine but

I think not.

2 stars

When I reach the top

Reminding me of

What I've lost

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Will they cry for me?

They haven't seen what I've seen.

They don't have the nightmares

They don't hear the screams.

For a moment, I'm in doubt.

Do I really want to do this?

But the years since I left the army

Have been nothing short of madness.

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1 gun

I give up.

This twisted life

Is done.








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