War

War

 

 

A cold morning awakes him

His frozen eyes, swollen stare

A dead man for every meter

He has woken in a nightmare

 

A drop of truth makes him weak

His own blood has been spilt

Those who stood beside him

Now, a wall of sorrows they've built

 

His feet march in no direction

To the sound of the drums he walks away

Familiar faces pass beside him

But his eyes, only focused on their way

 

A last glimpse to this world of ghosts

He hopes to find something more

But as silence deafens his ears

He knows that now, he has finished this war