Evolution of My Life
"Evolution of My Life“Evolution of My Life”
In Upstate New York's rustic veil,
A warrior's story slowly starts to sail,
A tale of scars that won't subside,
Of PTSD's heavy, crushing tide.
A veteran, 39, with eyes that roam,
Haunted by memories of distant home,
Migraines and TBI's relentless toll,
Residuals of war's cruel role.
Substance abuse and insomnia's dark night,
Depression's shroud, a constant fight,
He struggles to keep his demons at bay,
To find solace in a new way.
In a motel room, a temporary nest,
He lives in limbo, trying to find rest,
From the past that won't let go its hold,
From the memories that make his heart grow old.
A small town once celebrated his name,
For his prowess on the gridiron and mat fame,
But now he's just a shadow of his former self,
A recluse, lost in a world of wealth.
Operation Iraqi Freedom's heavy toll,
The scars that linger, the stories untold,
The friends who fell, the ones who remain,
The weight of memories that still bring the pain.
He chases his degree, a beacon of hope,
A chance to rise above the cope,
To leave the darkness, find his inner peace,
And silence the demons that his mind releases.
One day at a time, he'll find his way,
Through the shadows, into a brighter day,
Where harmony and balance take their place,
And the demons of his past begin to lose their space.
Though small-town whispers still echo through his mind,
He'll rise above, leaving the past behind,
For he's found a new path, a new way to be. A veteran finding redemption in serenity.
Copyright © Jay Moore | Year Posted 2024
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