Victim-Of-Ptsd

PTSD

As a veteran like those before
Many of us have seen war
Injuries invisible to the naked eye
In our mind we ask ourselves why

With all the bad that we have seen
We hope this is just a bad dream
Our memories won't disappear
In itself this gives us fear

When we were away we had each other
Watching out like sister and brother
But now we are home safe at last
Hopefully try to  forget the past

Then night time falls 
And our minds do wonder
Did i make a fatal blunder
No no not I it is the thunder

The bangs that go of in his head
Make him  hide in his bed
He can not sleep it won't disappear
Yes I'm sure he'll shed a tear

Back in that place he once had been
Reliving the events he had seen
The smell the noise back in the mind
Shouting screaming feeling blind

Feeling lost and on his own
Fear, aniexty, depression have grown
But being proud and no cry for help
Man up son you have your health

But the mind will overcome
Unless something can be done
He does need help a listening ear
So he can process all that he does fear

He is human his mind is active
For his country his life he'd give
But alas many didn't make it back
Back home to raise the Union Jack 

So to absent freinds I raise a glass
I'm sure this battle is not the last
Until we meet at the pearly gates
Spread the word about lost mates
Copyright © | Year Posted 2016

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Medders Tobechi Avatar
September 21, 2016 at 4:36 PM
This is a very interesting viewpoint for someone from the USA who has known men from Vietnam with PTSD. The mention of the Union Jack threw me. Congratulations.
Negron Flores Avatar
September 21, 2016 at 2:51 PM
Congratulations Gordon on the placement of the contest.
Allison Avatar
September 19, 2016 at 3:29 PM
Such a touching write Gordon I have a friend who served in Afghanistan - suffers from PTSD its absolutely heartbreaking that he had to leave the job he adored because of his experiences which continue to haunt him still:-( hugs jan xx
Darling Avatar
September 13, 2016 at 10:22 PM
Beautiful poem! This touched my heart. Thank you!
Callus Avatar
August 25, 2016 at 4:41 PM
An inspiring poem by a British veteran of war. I have been through some of your poems, Gordon, and reference to battle and queen gave me an idea of what is very dear to your memory. Wishing you all the best. // paul
Lewis  Avatar
August 24, 2016 at 12:58 PM
You know this poem is such a nice way to let your partner know how much you think of them well done mate
Lewis  Avatar
August 24, 2016 at 12:57 PM
Fabulous portrayal of life outside the Armed Forces and how it can affect you afterwards - I know you will find your peace it all takes time my friend :)ABU
A  Avatar
August 24, 2016 at 11:25 AM
I can see this happening in this write.... Skat
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