PTSDA Poem by JohannaI ´ve heard a bit about this condition and was filled by sadness for those suffering like this. I think it is an important topic, so I decided to write this.You told me to flee as you shot at the enemy The bullets echoed in your mind My eyes were wide but only you could see Fresh blood that had already faded in time You knew well who the wicked were So you never took your medicine There was no need for a doctor Only some bruises and cuts on your skin Screaming in a voice that wasn't yous Running over no man's land Your screams echo within suburban walls You don't trust my outstretched hand A summer's day in our peaceful town Your face bear´s the lines of blazing heat You hear an explosion, you pull me down As a truck slowly passes down the street You still have the same touch when you hold me Muttering what those hands have done Pictures and flashes take over reality Until there´s just sand, dust, loss and your gun You are one of the lucky ones But you didn´t come back the same Sweating years and guilt until morning comes Hearing your friends calling out your name The fear of losing you is gone now These days I carry fear of a different kind That I´ll come towards you and somehow You'll see my face and won't know it's mine Inside you there is a wild storm Were anguish and sadness grow Suddenly you're back in your uniform Surrounded by young faces you'll never know I love you, no matter who you are Forgive me for not removing your pain When you enter a tank, I enter a car Without warning your ghosts are back again You're walking on the soil you fought for Hearing people's voices condemn In your mind you're still at war Even if you did it all for them © 2015 JohannaReviews
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StatsAuthorJohannaNorwayAboutI´ve started to post most of my poems on my facebook poetry page instead. If you like my work, feel free to check it out: https://www.facebook.com/johannamagdalenapoetry?_rdr=p Hope you have .. more..Writing
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