Pain

It is what it is

Madness,

The hurt and pain.

Drain.

What is the answer?

How do I continue?

It’s all the same.

I sit here with memories of yesterday.

The blood and gore.

Kill em all we shouted.

Thinking immortal thoughts of youth.

Until that bullet tears a hole into your soul.

Until the blood gushes and flows.

Until your friends brains are smacking you in the face…

Pain?

Yes, there is pain.

Refrain?

Conform?

Serve our country with the same sense of love and honor.

Did not matter I love the USA.

Reviews

[Alisa Js]

Hello Allmax, Thank you for your service to our country. It is because of you and so many others that we in America can speak freely and live in relative safety. This one speaks to the sheer horrors of war and at the same time, the great patriots who serve in those same wars... Sending you smiles... alisa ;-)

[Alex W]

Very emotional piece with content I often think about :-)

Excellent piece.

[Holly-Marie]

This is so full of emotion and extremely powerful. Your words are truly moving.
"Until that bullet tears a hole into your soul." Incredibly powerful.
Wonderfully moving. Loved it.

[Lanky]

wow, I must say this is incredibly moving and quite emotional. It's the first attempt I've ever seen at describing the horrors of war in poetry. I just want to say that your a talented poet, and that this piece will stick with anyone who reads it.