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Though I served my country with pride,
To my counselor, I have lied.
It’s hard to tell him how I feel.
The fears I have are very real.
It’s so hard for me to explain
Why, now, I live life with disdain.
After the things I’ve seen and done,
I can’t imagine life with fun.
I lose my temper faster, now.
I can’t keep calm; I don’t know how.
I used to be patient and kind.
Anger and fear take over my mind.
Anger wins when push comes to shove.
I take it out on those I love.
I’m afraid what people will think
Once they know that I’m on the brink.
So, with help and medication,
I will truly find salvation.
The path to become me again
Starts with my family and friends.
With help and love to pull me through,
There’s nothing that I can’t do.
I will live life again, someday
To the fullest and in my own way.
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