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THE END Still the deep depression, thoughts of my own deathStill the sleepless nights, no comfort in my bedStill the feeling I don’t belong, after all these years of helpStill the lifelong battle, the fight that takes my breath Still pushing people away, the friends I’ll never haveThat Vietnam is always there, at night I go to hellI thought I’d reached a compromise, but all to no availIt’s still within me, all the demons; death is at the ready for that one last rusty nail Post traumatic stress they call it, in me, a life long threatI feel I’m going backwards, the anger comes in wavesSleepless nights, the taunting dreams, still the feeling of insaneA never ending battle, thoughts of suicide now a game So many years of fighting this, I fear I’ve lost my willDeath itself means nothing, the demons in me stillThe marriage I’m in, the love I feel, doesn’t dismiss my sinsDepression getting the better of me, the devil always wins This poem is at the end to show there’s no respiteIt’s always there, this life long battle, in me and by myselfNothing more to write now, all is said and doneI love my wife, she’s all I have, but those fires of hell have surely won
