A vicious enemy, grief
breaks your heart
Makes you weep,
It can be like a thief,
Stealing your peace,
crushing your soul,
& if you’re not careful,
your sanity
By: J.N.R Dutton
A vicious enemy, grief
breaks your heart
Makes you weep,
It can be like a thief,
Stealing your peace,
crushing your soul,
& if you’re not careful,
your sanity
By: J.N.R Dutton
I once knew a man named Andrew
He was an Iraq war vet
He said he experienced traumas there
He just couldn’t forget
There are many people
With similar battle scars
When they return from
serving their countries
They are still locked in private wars
By: J.N.R Dutton