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An absent mind found what it thought it couldn't find Flicked a switch and perceived the world too bright Asked if it was too late and if the night would lend some time Said it was a day walker who...
In the battles no one has won Silence shatters you as I drop a bomb Echo a scream and our histories undone I say it's right but you know it's wrong I've only known peace I don't know what this is I...
Memories they burn me I served my country well. I made it out of a nightmare only to find myself in hell. So many regrets, so much blood upon my hands.
Rain falls against the roof, Or is it the marching of the troops. Close your eyes and dream, Leave this world full of screams.
She picks her way through the rocks behind the dune, A frail, lonely wisp of a person Nothing more, I think, than a shell, As she reaches each hand forward To steady A frame that sways like a dying...
Standing on hilltop Face plastered with a frown Watching, helplessly crying As everything you know falls down Fists clenched, Down on your knees you remain War, battle, fighting It's all just a...
My mind is not my own, I have washed mummy. I sit here on my own, I like Charlie, to tickle his tummy. A sitting room of the damned, You do that again and I'll smack your hand.
(just to note, I wrote this as a point of view from straight after WW1) Violent delights, End in violent terms, Peace is achieved with the battle of guns. With or without honour.
I wish I had a bed a place to lay my head. Love in abundance, a heart that wasn't redundant. That food was plenty, and I didn't need to beg. My cries could be heard, but mostly they fall on deaf ears.
The third, enjoy. INT. Kitchen - midday This is a dream sequence, which took place about 4 years earlier. The man's wife burst through the door, screaming at a young man.
Because of the suction once pierced It is impossible to remove a knife without twisting inside the stab wound More often than not what's twisted comes out with it Only increasing the hemorrhage and...
#household. It happened suddenly, without any warning. After first patrol, seven in the morning. Gun shots fired, utter confusion. A blow to my head, only one conclusion. I come to, I'm still alive.
I hold your memory in my hand. This battered old photo is all I have left. Left of civilian, honest man, father of three. The cold metal of the bullet, still nestled in your chest.
He ran... Bare feet through the ramshackled street. The once smooth road now littered with debris and rubble. His feet stung with the virgin sensation of unprotected soles clashing with untamed...
When you told me you were going to Afghanistan, And I told you it was over.
Under the marrow tree he lay His lover joined by another man Holding his locket as he stared in dismay Sharing a dream that no longer exists Has he no sense to pursue such betrayal.
Embankment nights are cold and dark A chill is in the air Shining faces flecked with rain Reflect the streetlights glare.
(check out @OdinsFist, @naaviie and @MrAlex for their perspectives) #4war I Stood, my back to the wall and the door to my right. To the other side was Josh.
The harsh rhythym of the guns launched an ongoing staccato, as I ran down the beach. Debris was flying everywhere, not to mention the blood and bits of flesh and shards of bone.
We landed first in the honeymoon period. Intimate nights, no ghosts to be afraid of. Only after that time had gone Could I rebuild the place where it had all gone wrong.
She woke up in the morning, to find an empty pillow where he laid. Went down and drank a coffee, then finished off the other one she'd made.
Men lined up to their deaths; facing the nadir of hell, waiting for the final command to plunge into it. I stand with them, cowering from the flames clawing me into its merciless abyss.
"What are you doing here dad?", the soldier said in shock, then he went and took a seat next to his father on a rock. "I've come to bring you home son, I've come to hold your hand.
It was a terrible war... Many people and horses died over a fight of who's madder.