Battle Within

There are nightmares in my head
Because of the blood I've bled
My thoughts are dark
And war has left its mark
I no longer fit this skin
Because of the darkness within
My own personal hell
Brought back by a simple smell
Shadows and smoke
And the images it does evoke
Of bullets and screams
That invade my dreams
How can I express
Posttraumatic stress
And make you understand
This is not just a brand
Or a label
Of being unstable
There is no shame
Attached to my name
I carry my own personal hell
But I served my country well
So this is how I fight
Letting go with every word I write

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