Words lost
In a hail of gunfire
My screams
Are swallowed
By the roaring chaos
Spraying
Dirt and debris
As the sun
Is choked out
By smoldering smoke
My only friend
Is the gun
I clutch
To my turbulent chest
As the ringing in ears
Disrupts
The signal in my brain
Bringing static
To my vision
Unnerved
My nerves overdose
Freezing me
To numbness
Bravery
Gave up searching
For me
As I surrender
To my fears
Would I pray
Could God hear me
Over this insanity
For heaven
Eludes my radar
This is hell
Caught
Between two wars
I am sandwiched
In my self defeating
Irony
Pale
My flesh resembles
The ghost
I am doomed
To become
In the presence
Of encroaching inevitabilities
I am seized
By absolute nostalgia
Of things that were
And never to be
I fear
The hereafter
For my mortal fate
Is too certain
But pray
Not for me
Save your breath
Instead
Pray for those
Left far behind
When that day arrives
That I fail
To come home
Author notes
For Angelina Avaritia and her 'Soldier's Nightmare'... i know how you feel.
Comments
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Wow! Wicked write, the darkness is superbly penned here and the imagery powerful. A stunning piece hunni


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Like it!!
"Is choked out By smoldering smoke.." your words are so strong and so visual... i like your ablity to do that... it lets me see what is going on.. dark as usal but i love i!! great tone...



