21 Guns go off
Saluting the fallen
1 of the 22
22 a day
A warrior that lost their war
Against their own mind
Some days their demons screamed so loud
They couldn’t think
Some say its cowardice but they’ve never been there
They’ve never lived with it
Where every day that you get up is a victory
Where you have to fight to get out of bed
Where your own thoughts
Your own brain chemistry
Fights against you
You hear it often
“It’s a Permanent solution to a temporary problem”
But when you’re exhausted
When you can’t fight anymore you see it differently
Its not a cowards way out
Its a hard decision
It’s a last resort
Its the desperate act of a mind that can’t go on
WIth a body that desperately wants to live
Its the last desperate act of a warrior who can’t fight anymore
Who desperately wants to be saved
Who desperately want to live
But doesnt know how anymore
Reach out and pull your brothers and sisters back
Sometimes all we need is a helping hand
Don’t let the ones you know fall
Be present and be there to pull them back up
Never forget the 22 a day who we lose