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Post traumatic stress disorder in soldiers.


Submitted:Jun 14, 2012    Reads: 8    Comments: 3    Likes: 1   


I still see the enemy in the distance

Taunting me with that pleasured grin on his face

I want that fucker dead

Every sight, every sound makes me insane with rage

The numbness and uneasiness is inside me for all eternity

The conflict is still inside my head

I still see that godforsaken place

Where all of us endured our own type of damnation

I want to get out of here

Every sight, every sound makes me insane with rage

The numbness and uneasiness is inside me for all eternity

The conflict is still inside my head

Why were we forced to do this

Forced to defy our beliefs of peace and love

We changed as this all started

We don't even remember who's friend and who's foe anymore

I want to escape this conflict forever

And get it out of my head once and for all

Every sight, every sound makes me insane with rage

The numbness and uneasiness is inside me for all eternity

The conflict is still inside my head

The conflict is still inside my head

I want it gone

The conflict is still inside my head and I can't take it anymore

I want it all out of my head!





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