By Sam Tambe, Army
Writing Type: Poem
Just another chapter of my P.T.S.D.
Visions of fallen comrades keep haunting me,
Just another part of my P.T.S.D.
Self-medication and numbness are ruining me,
Two more things to deal with when you have P.T.S.D.
Hyper-vigilance, lost dreams and the anger in me,
Just another day with my P.T.S.D.
Depression and anxiety keep consuming me,
Just two more components of my P.T.S.D.
I try to live a normal life and hide it you see,
But I just can't get away from my P.T.S.D.
Look into eyes, tell me what do you see?
More than likely not a veteran with P.T.S.D.
But it's a part of me.