Shattered Mind
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This poem is my passion for those veterans and others with PTSD that our government refuses to take care of. It is one depiction of a path highlighted of the agony and the suffering in their own hell.
Oh Man, where am I?
What caused this pain and why?
I desperately cannot live this insane life.
For the pain of memories brings in strife.
I grab my head as my mind bends and breaks.
I want relief, grabbing the bottle as my handshakes.
Is there no end to my depraved madness?
As I witness my loved ones in fear and sadness.
Slowly, I succumb to the liquid delirium.
My head was spinning, spinning as I lost my equilibrium.
I curl up as severe pain thrashes my gut.
I crawled to the bathroom toilet and threw up.
Coughing violently, I lean against the toilet bowl for rest.
Again, this severe pain has now gripped me hard in my Chest.
Is this the final relief I so desperately seek and want?
Or is this the hell-bent on madness as it laughingly taunts?
Oh, to be at peace from this war raging in my head.
The atrocities against innocent people have stricken me as they are dead.
Finally, the darkness envelops me like a kind friend.
The family gathers around me, crying, knowing it’s my end.
Suddenly, a whispering voice calls my name.
It carries on gently as it calmly soothes my pain.
My soul feels swirling love that it desperately clutch.
My brother gave me a warm hug; it meant so much.
I awaken to hear gasps and crying as I smile.
They thought I had died, but I was gone for a while.
I told them that our brother had made me whole.
I was happy and excited about my new life, and it showed.
Copyright © Dexter Greener | Year Posted 2024
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