Batavia

I never took it seriously in and acted like it
Was all a game. Humor kept me from the 
Thoughts of what would happen when if I 
Made a mistake. I loved the Husky the best,
Because then it was me alone. Only I paid.

It was never a thought of the future, and what
It would be like. The nightmares were already
There, and I came home with all my parts so 
I was fine. Then it all began, and it has gotten 
Worse. The sensitivity to lights, the headaches
And the lying that pain means I'm alive still.

It really means I am just stuck in a living hell, 
Some people look at me, and think that he is 
Fine. Others say he is just crazy, because I have
PTSD as well. They don't understand that the 
brain damage is something that I am stuck with.

I won't ever forget the day that my neurologist
told me that I am likely to be a legal junkie by 
The time I am 50. There are times that It makes 
Me think of giving up. I have 12 years and I am 
fighting because I am a warrior not just a soldier.

I have to remember that I can't feel sorry for me
Because I can still get out fo bed in the morning.
I am also blessed with a wonderful family, and 
The best friends, doctors and nurses to support 
Me that any veteran could ever ask for, THANKS GUYS.