July 5, 1987
Caught in a whirlpool
Of rising emotions,
Losing control,
I try to survive.
Caught in a maelstrom
Of rising conflictions,
Crying within,
I fight to survive.
Caught in a whirlwind
Of pain and confusion,
Hiding from pain,
I tried to survive.
Caught in a cyclone
Of 'membered afflictions,
Adding new stresses,
I pray to survive.
All the old feelings,
All the old hurtings,
By time intensified,
Make me lose control.
All the old crying,
All the new tears shed,
All of the dying
Goes on within me.
Crying and fighting,
Struggling for calm,
Seeking salvation,
I now look for aid.
For Basic Training.
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