Brick piled on brick in my life 'til
  I had no choice. I joined. I trained.
  I killed. I saw my brothers killed.
  I found a piece of heaven in ******.
  A respite from the hell I lived.
  I served 3 tours and landed home.
  I hugged my parents, but not real
  like. I felt nothing. I needed drugs
  and found a dealer who welcomed me
  home with a soldier's discount.
  I was numb and saw the horror just
  beyond my ****** vision. I lost
  hope long ago and will live a slight
  life until I find the courage to die.