We left the combat zone sick to revulsion with war and returned to look out into a world where nothing made sense anymore. The problem is that we each think we are the only one and it’s killing us; 22 suicides a day for years now.
7 days of veteran poetry
If your a veteran or veteran’s family, you aren’t alone.
If you know a veteran reach out.
Spinning out so high,
Stratosphere so cool and bright,
Nothing left to hold onto.
Please join me. Forward me your original poetry or photographs and I will share them at blogground.