The Wounds Left After


In war,

there are no winners

other than the war itself. 

If you get out of war alive there is still a piece of you that was wounded. 

I protected the country I love, 

from people who want to hurt MY FAMILY. 

In return, I gave part of myself. 

I no longer feel safe. 

Even after I leave the war zone. 

I'm still uneasy. 

The pain, 

of what I did

what I saw.

It rips at me everyday. 

I wake up in the middle of the night covered in sweat and shaking. 

The visons of red fill my head. 

I feel weak. 

I am weak. 

I can't let anyone see me like this. 

I can't ask for help. 



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