Ptsd (It Is Hard) Poem by Frank Pulver

Frank Pulver

Frank Pulver

born-(Hudson, New York) - raised-(Tampa, Florida)

Ptsd (It Is Hard)



It is hard that I see those memories everyday
It is hard that I can still hear the whispers
It is hard to forget about those certain things in life
Especially losing all of my buddies and friend
Yes it is hard, but I am glad that those thoughts of them will never go away.

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PTSD, it is a hard to deal thing to deal with in life
This is a poem that was written to all of my friends that deal with these feelings and thoughts every day.
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Frank Pulver

Frank Pulver

born-(Hudson, New York) - raised-(Tampa, Florida)
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