Tis the season for veterans all

It is also a reminder of my fall

Bloody corpses fill my mind

Flames of destruction do bind

Weariness leeches my soul

Feel my life is out of control

Spinning soul to spinning mind

Fear of falling places in bind

Seeing death wrapped in life

Builds a heart filled with strife

My soul shredded by strife

Pieces part separate in life

My mind wont stay still

Weary from applying will

Chasing thoughts thicken

Am I chasing a chicken

It seems worse but usual

Is this to be my new usual

Am I being broken into bits

Am I losing all of my wits

Help me not to lose my way

It seems I will go away

Help me not to go astray

I fear I will fall away

11/25/16 updated 10/28/2024