"my sickness" high and high i go up i come down no drugs in sight it is just i i see things i hear things too it never goes away what those war guys say about PTSD believe me it's all true they thought i was crazy one of them said to me i told him "yeah me too" perhaps it is insanity of the tragic event that to forget is not so easy move forward they said to me never look back i wish i could show them what i see things now are not the same visually i can't stop hearing the person next to me the person in front of me too they are all around me i can't shut off the noise i can't stop shaking here is my sickness from me to you VM