(opening voice over) <br />'The soldier, above all other people, prays for peace, for he must suffer and bear the deepest wounds and scars of war' (GEN MACARTHUR) <br /> <br />Hey there, MF, have you ever had a dream? <br />A dream so cold, a dream so dark, <br />You woke and had to scream. <br />I'll tell you, MF, I've dreamt it all before <br />I felt it, MF, on the day I went to war. <br /> <br />Hey there, MF, have you ever felt your death? <br />A broken hand, far reaching out, <br />To rob you of your breath. <br />I'll tell you, MF, I fell him every night <br />I met that MF the day I left to fight <br /> <br />I'm standing on the jagged edge of a giant precipice <br />I'm broken and I'm haunted staring at the black abyss <br /> <br />Hey there, MF, don't you try to understand <br />What we went through, what it felt like <br />To kill another man. <br />We left those MF lying face down in the dust <br />But those dirty MF keep on haunting all of us. <br /> <br />I'm standing on the jagged edge of a giant precipice <br />I'm broken and I'm haunted staring at the black abyss <br /> <br />Hey there, MF, don't you turn and walk away <br />You said you cared, you asked me how <br />I live through every day. <br />I'll tell you, MF, I'm in a living hell <br />You asked me, MF, but you hoped I wouldn't tell<br /><br />william mcgehee<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/ptsd-a-heavy-metal-song/
