Being a Marine Corps wife is hard enough, but being a COMBAT Marine wife is a trial all its own. What people dont realize is that just because someone has came home from combat doesnt mean that things are alright. They have seen things that no one could ever imagine. Sure you've seen movies about it, and thought they were so cool, but those movies dont even come close to what my husband went through, and they are just so overly candy coated. It haunts them, and sometimes it is scary being a Combat wife. This poem expresses what most combat wives go through, including me, the nightmares, the hauntings, its a very serious thing and some times it kills.................
Combat Wife
Here we go again,
no sleep tonight.
You're in the jungle, on patrol,
in another firefight.
You talk of war, I hear your pain,
I'm trying to be strong.
But the tales you tell me in the dark
torment me all night long.
It all comes back so crystal clear,
you scream, you thrash, you turn.
You grip me in an iron hold,
I feel your body burn.
Broken bodies, tortured minds,
faces of the dead.
Friends who died before your eyes,
forever in your head.
Open your eyes, turn on the lights,
it's only you and me!
It's just a chair, no one's there,
How many do you see?
Lay back down, I'm with you now,
I'll share your ugly dreams.
I won't leave, I'm here to ease
the suffering that you've seen.
We have so much to overcome,
but I won't give up, not yet.
I've made my choice to understand
the things you can't forget.
