Autumn is here
The leaves are brown and the sky is clear
I have lay in this bed for many a days
Staring at the window I'm feeling betrayed
I slip into sleep and dream of better times
I dream of being a child and nursery rhymes
I have such an empty life
I miss my family I miss my wife
I think of holidays to exotic places
Getting drunk and all the disgraces
I pray for the end but it never comes
I hear life outside and my heart beats like a drum
I wish my legs would carry me away
But these wounds hold me at bay
I am one of gods children who went to battle
I watched my friends slaughtered like cattle
I wish I could end the terrible dreams
That leave me crying and break the night with screams
I want to be carried away by angels to heaven
To meet my maker the god I believe in
If god won't have me the devil will
I could make my peace with the people I killed
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Author:
grange_m (
Offline) - Published: October 24th, 2016 17:19
- Category: Sad
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Comments4
this is an excellent poem. Sounds like you're a sad soldier. You did an excellent rhyme scheme. Wish I could say something to make you feel better.
It's about somebody I read about recently
A poetic description of PTSD and depression. Often leads to suicide. Nicely done.
Thanks
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