Same War

We are on a different front, but the battle remains the same

Hide behind the smiles and laughter, but were not playing no games

So feel me when I speak, and understand where I come from

Living every day in fear of losing a loved one

Can change perspective on life, just in general

I say my prayers at night, actually I say several

Months can go by with no contact, leaving the brain to fill in the gap

Your worst fear is seeing a General at your door and your mom crying on his lap

Or so you think, but the pain and suffering never ends

And this nightmare of a story has just began

When you see him back alive and well, you think the battle is done

Seeing the deterioration of a loved one’s health is never fun

But PTSD is worse than getting shot with a fucking gun

Late nights always wondering where was the red flag

But hindsight is a bitch, we should’ve had it in the bag

Look were fighting the same war just on two different fronts

That is leaving us physically scarred and emotionally blunt

So don’t try to tell me that you know how I feel

My brother was stolen from me, and no it was not a fair deal

So do me a favor go to bed and smile at your freedom

Because one day you will wake up, living in his kingdom