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PTSD Hurts Him

He sits and screams at night
Visions consume his dreams
Fighting with no light
He remembers all the screams

Death all around 
Shells of bullets there
Bodies on the ground
Everybody saying prayers

Fear is all that's felt
Fighting all through the night
Takes his canteen from his belt
He's consumed with just fright

He lived and most friends died
During the Vietnam War
Pain that makes him cry
He cannot take any more

Been back for years
His nightmares torment
This stress causes tears
The nightmares are frequent

Pain medicines are given
The meds ease the pain
They help with the visions
He feels like he's insane




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