Here I stand
The lone soldier on this battlefield
Unarmed and uncertain
Afraid of my past
Afraid for my future
Here I stand
Broken-hearted, remembering
Broken promises
Fighting for a lost cause
A battle I'm sure to lose
Confronted by all that I fear
What else to do but turn and run?
I wander alone
A soul seeking solace
Where solace can't be found
Here I lay,
Mortally wounded
The last soldier on this battlefield,
A place of dying dreams
Of doomed hopes,
My final resting place
Where sleep forever closes
My eyes.
Author notes
I randomly wrote this while I was sitting in my World History class... I was so bored...
What did you think
Comments
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You must have been being lectured about a dreary part in history....or either history class is just that dreadful
Dumbme aside, I like the write though.
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How beautiful.
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