Drill Sergeant Chill?A Poem by Eli BlayzeJust a little pre-basic training jitters :3You're in my face, Yelling at me, screaming That I am a disgrace.
I can't see what I've done wrong Can't you see, I'm not used to this. I'm only seventeen, Young and scared. Practically trembling with your face So close to mine.
I hit the ground, Knocking of twenty. My arms are numb, I shake with pain Panic.
I stay strong, Trying to prove a point. Trying to show you I can. This is where I belong. © 2012 Eli Blayze |
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Added on April 10, 2012 Last Updated on April 10, 2012 Tags: army, pain, no pain no gain, punishment, owe AuthorEli BlayzePittsburgh , PAAboutHey there! Thank you for stopping by! I am just an unknown aspiring author who. Barely gets time to write anymore. I used to post on this site in high school. It’s crazy to look back and bar.. more..Writing
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