Sound hurts your mind
Light hurts your eyes
Smell takes you back in time
A time you wish you didn't survive
You came home from battle
But your mind never returned
Friends came in caskets
People said fragrances of their bravery
Would linger on
The memories do linger on
Like unwelcome guests in the night
You wake up screaming
The battlefield had never left your mind
A number on the dog tag
That's all you have been
Wife and daughter wanted you back
Did they know which "you"
They would get to see?
Families mourned the departed
When caskets were laid to rest
How would your family mourn
Your passing when your mind is gone
But your body remains undead?
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Author:
Rebellion In Sanity (Pseudonym) (
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- Published: March 20th, 2025 10:03
- Comment from author about the poem: A soldier comes home, but does he ever return from the horrors of the war?
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Comments7
Heartfelt one , good write
Thank you very much π
Casualties of war are not only bodies but minds and they are not buried or given a funeral but have to be lived with. A powerful write
Deeply appreciate your support π Thank you very much
Touching and heartfelt write for something that sadly is all to common, for them the battle is just transferred to their head when they return,well written and expressed
Thank you very much for your read and support π
You are very welcome
Very heartfelt and, the answer to your question in your comment, no. They don't. Well put, and your note asks a great rhetorical question to drive the point home. Well done! πΉπ
Thanks for the read and observations. Means a lot π
You are most welcome.
A truly moving piece, thank you for sharing.
Please accept my gratitude for your read and support. Wars have ruined so many lives. Unfortunately its a necessary evil that human existence is having to embrace. Thank you π
So very dreadfully sad and far too frequently true .. Neville
Thank you for stopping by and kind words π
Powerful and poignant.
My sincere gratitude for your support π. Thank you very much
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