Look in the mirror and see an empty shell
The face of a soldier who's been through hell
Haunting nightmares, you wake up and scream
Keep telling yourself its all a bad dream
Heart racing, heavy breathing, dripping sweat
Twisted blankets, sheets soaking wet
Sit straight up with your face in your hands
Your safe at home, you continously tell yourself
Remembering your buddies, and say farewell
You are feeling guilty cause you made it home
Let the pain go, your free to roam
Looking in the mirror, you see an empty shell
The face of a soldier who's been through hell
Painful memories of battles fought
Night after night your overwrought
Looking in the mirror throw water on your face
Hoping one day you find that safe and happy place
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I have to say, it seems like you have an insight into a soldier's mind are you a veteran or an active soldier? Or did/do you know one? My dad served in the military (U.S. Airforce) that's why I ask,.....
I am not a soldier or a veteran amazingly enough. Although I do work with veterans as a RN. None of them have ever been super specific with me about how they feel etc. I just one day sat down and starting writing I honestly don't know why
Haha how how funny! Well you seem to place yourself in another's perspective easily. Good job!
thank you Virago
Good write showing that even when out of conflict not all is well.
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