I Have Ptsd Nightmares And Flashbacks

Ears ringing dust
Blood and dirt
Groans of pain
Yelling
Reassurance
Everything is going to be ok
You'll make it
But mangled
Broken
I'm sorry my friend
My brother
Few feet over it would have been me
Should have been me
You had a family a lot more to lose
I had nothing no one
It wasn't fair
The better one of us lost three limbs
Life forever changed
I'm sorry I failed you