By Sandra S. Harris
1st Squadron / First Cavalry - First Regiment of Dragoons
He struggles with depression and fear
He wonders why he can't control the tears
For no reason at all he begins to cry
He's lost control and wonders why
He thought he buried Viet Nam deep inside
But the memories seem to be coming back alive
He finds he's unable to sleep through the night
He seems more on edge and ready to fight
His heart is taking a toll, from all the stress
He wonders if he'll ever find any rest
He fears he's losing control of his life
He's afraid no one understands him, not even his wife
He struggles to hang on, he needs her by his side
He just can't control the tears, that flood his eyes