I've Made it    ( I wrote for the "Homeless Competition"-in there shoes)

The day I returned home
They called me their Hero
The strong one from beyond
If they only knew
What lies with in

I awake from a sweaty dream
It haunts me every night
The gun powder residue still lingers in the air
It feels like I'm still there

The paranoia arises on more days than one
Left
and
Lost
Without help
Am I returning back
to the deserts of hell?

The doc says I'm healthy
My therapist says I'll make it
But my mind tells me other wise

Feeling like this everyday
Is draining me more then when I was away
The duty to save others, besides myself
was appreciated to my country
but the mission has changed
a 360 towards me
Realizing I'm here were I need to be
I'm finally home
and free