PTSD

by theshadeofwriting

By Damien Knight

The warrior wakes surrounded by dead
Mind spinning, ghosts in my head
Blood spills like wine out of me
Here I die my soul set free
No more bloodshed, no more war
I shan’t drink sorrow anymore

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2 comments on “PTSD”

  1. johncoyote says:
    June 27, 2017 at 8:42 pm

    You said a handful in the short poem. War teaches us, only one good thing. One more day to be alive at home with family. Is the true gold of life.

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  2. johncoyote says:
    June 27, 2017 at 8:43 pm

    Reblogged this on johncoyote and commented:
    Powerful and worthwhile words by a talented writer.

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