Song for Her

Chorus I like unpainted faces, and pony tail hair I want Loose fit’n...


Saved Me

I’m a miserable heap of success As I lay watching the late sun rise I can’t...


The Water So Cold

They say it passes The pain so cold Even atlas shrugged Or so I’m told He was...


Humble Beginnings

Chris My relationship with Chris and Keith started in middle school. Chris and I...


My Confession: PTSD

I have a confession:As most of you know, I lost my legs in 2010 when an IED...


Believe In Me

When someone asks me what I believe in, I stutter. I don’t have a cookie...


Never Forget: An Open Letter

Dear Loyal American, I remember where I was, what I was doing and what went...


Chattanooga

I’ve had a few rough days. Most days are easy, forgettable, cyclical...


Get the Hell Out of My Room

When I lost my legs I knew I wouldn’t be taking bombs apart in some god...


Addicted to Not Dying

If Eric hadn’t “hurt” his back I’d never been sent to Dwyer to live out...