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These bloody hands which I hold my gun with
These frightening sights of terror and fear
The cries I hear of pain and horror
Why can't it just ever end?
My life being on a bloody line
Where it can be taken in such an instant blow
My friends dying right in front of my eyes
As I hope for myself to survive
I crawl, I run, I don't hide
I fight!
I hold my partner aside, not letting him go
Though even when I feel his hatred and fear
I realize we can't let those feelings take over
But rather embrace them to let us go further
As I hold my gun, steady it to aim
I fire it up high, feeling...hurt
I turn my eyes, I look ahead
My eyes and heart feeling...hurt
So many lives lie beneath me
Without another breath, without another beat
All that is left, is nothing but hope
The hope for all this madness to end
And just let us go home
This is a nightmare I wish to wake up from
And just walk away with the things I have now
And just hold on to them forever, never wanting to let go
These bloody hands I use to drop my gun
These frightening sights I no longer want to see
These silenced voices I wish to hear one last time
My life feeling empty...
Will it ever end?
- by Xlonely_tear_dropX |
- Poetry And Lyrics
- | Submitted on 06/24/2010 |
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- Title: Hope Of A Soldier
- Artist: Xlonely_tear_dropX
- Description: wrote this when i was watching a war movie so thats how i got the topic of this poem. please rate and comment :)
- Date: 06/24/2010
- Tags: hope soldier
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