Know, I Fought the Demons Again Last Night
I will never be out of the fight
Riding into my nightmares
Cloaked in armor
Thirsty for my blood
The battle begins
I will not give
Dancing with death again
Always outnumbered
Always outgunned
I will hold my own
I will not let them win
My mission,
I will make them pay a toll every time they come
My relentless onslaught
I’m too much for them
They buckle and fall
If they ever they want to go again
We can go toe to toe and pound for pound
I’m not afraid anymore
I’ll step up and lay all those fuckers down
Know I fought the demons again last night
And if I should ever fall,
Know, I fought hard last night
Chris Patton is a writer focusing on helping readers feel the experience of PTSD flashbacks and other symptoms, rather than just reading about them. He also crafts the occasional poem about love and longing
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