I’m not,
A soldier,
I’m,
Just like,
Everyone else,
Normal,
Until,
One night,
That’s all it took,
One night,
I was out,
With,
A couple,
Of mates,
Just having,
A walk
Around,
The town,
Not drunk,
No drugs,
Just,
Happy,
And,
One of them,
Said,
They were going,
To jump,
Of the bridge,
We all laughed,
And headed home,
I turned around,
To see,
If you just,
Blurted it,
Out,
Not being serious,
No,
You jumped,
I screamed,
Everyone else,
Saw you were gone,
Your body,
On ground,
Crushed,
Bloody,
Red,
It was cold,
That night,
When the police came,
The flashbacks,
Come in waves,
Of red ocean,
Relentless,
And untameable,
They said,
It would get,
Better,
After a while,
As they placed,
The blanket,
Round my shoulders,
But the nightmares,
Comes,
Red,
Flashes,
Making me feel,
Sick,
Every year,
My mates,
Go to the bridge,
I can’t,
I’ve numbed,
The pain,
I don’t want,
To remember,
Now,
They’ve fallen out,
With me,
I’m isolated,
In my world,
Of endless red,
I’m on edge,
Irritable,
I get angry,
I say things,
I don’t mean,
They put me,
On medication,
And therapy,
To ease,
The pain,
To hopefully,
Make me,
Better,
I’m not,
A soldier,
But I face,
A red hell,
Everyday
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