Post - Poem by Joanna Hamilton

Soft whispers in the night
Remind me where I am
A stranger amidst my family
I am not the same

I have seen things that I
Never wish to see again
I have heard things that I
Never wish to hear again
I have felt emotions run
Deeper than I imagined they could

I have seen death
I have heard guns day and night
I have felt guilt and pain
Beyond your wildest imaginings

For three years I have
Cried myself to sleep and
I have killed children out of
Fear of losing my own life

I have lost my voice,
I have lost my pride, and
I have lost my will to live
Because I have been to war