JohnCushman
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As many of you know, I am an Iraq vet. This song really means a lot to me. I had one job to do in Iraq, and that was to save lives. I failed and Izzy died. That fact haunts me to this day. No amount of drugs and alcohol and happy pills takes that pain and embarrassment and shame away. I dream about it every night and it creeps into my thoughts every day. I have had a gun to my head on more than one occasion, but I was too much of a pussy to pull the trigger. I have wished for and begged for death and it never comes. I can't figure out how to explain what goes on in my head to Jeana or my mom so that they would understand. So, put on the happy face and live day to day. Some days are better that others and Jeana has brought me a little sense of peace. She tries so hard to make and keep me happy and I will never be able to give back to her what she gives to me. Please watch this video. It is a heavy metal song, but listen to the words carefully....Thanks for listening...Cush
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=o_l4Ab5FRwM
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=o_l4Ab5FRwM
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