Unbroken

In a world burdened with scars unseen,

A warrior emerged with a soul that grieved.

An Air Force veteran, strong and true,

But his battles didn’t end on the field he knew.

Memories of war, an ever-present storm,

Haunted his mind, left his heart torn.

PTSD had him trapped in a ruthless fight,

Day after day, hiding his emotional plight.

Struggling within, he sought solace in vain,

A soldier’s honor, his stoic mask maintained.

Yet behind the facade, the war raged deep.

The nightmares invaded, depriving him of sleep.

Through the wreckage of his soul, he’d roam,

Seeking refuge within the walls of his home.

His mind, a battlefield, flashbacks would rattle,

Echoes of explosions, screams and distant battle.

But within the chaos, a light flickered bright,

A glimmer of hope piercing the darkest night,

A support system, a battalion of love,

Friends, family, guiding him from above.

Therapists, counselors lending understanding hands,

Listening to his struggles, helping him withstand.

Together, they marched forward, his demons defied.

Step by step, inch by inch, they’d turn the tide.

Through art, he found solace, a creative escape,

Painting emotions, words etched on canvas taking shape.

Letters formed poems, a refuge for his voice,

Expressing his anguish, his pain, his poignant choice.

His battle still ongoing, but strength has been found,

United with others on this sacred ground.

An Air Force veteran, a soldier redefined,

Fighting for his peace, his identity to realign.

So let us honor the men and women, resilient and strong,

Who fight a different war where the scars aren’t always shown.

For they battle fiercely, both day and night,

An Air Force veteran struggling yet ready to ignite.