Writing Type: Poem
By Kim GwinnerVA Medical Center--Cincinnati, OH
Trying to find my peace while being alive.
I really don't want to be of the 22 who commit suicide.
Sadly, I have given it many a thought and have even tried.
I want the emotional pain to cease.
Like others I want to rest in peace.
But life is not finished; please, a few more years at least.
I'm sober almost a year now.
But I still struggle and want to throw in the towel.
I'm getting healthier; so take that, MST/PTSD! Pow!
I have a story to share in hopes to help others
In arms, my military sisters and brothers.
Work hard to rid ourselves of our monsters.
We are so damn worthy of that and much, much more.
When we fall, pick yourself back up off the floor.
Remember to open your door; let life in and let it pour.
Notes: Wrote this night before last. I needed a pep rally, a picker-upper, hope to hang onto.