War

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White Hot Blistering Pain.
Searing through sensitive spots.
Tracing the path of a phantom bullet.
Reopening gushing wounds
Acute lonliness and despair.
The sense of life lost
Killing everything in it’s wake.
I am dead inside.
Freely given trust
Dark evil betrayal
Walking over war-torn sites
Everything is dark and black
I am dead inside.

Flooding memories
Buried feelings
Trodding over the dead trail
Soot and ash over it all
I am dead inside

Thundering sky
Black plumes overhead
Of hope, faith and trust lost
It lingers over all
I am dead inside

Wait

A breath of air
A first drop of rain
Then a deluge
Must find cover
Drenched in despair
I am dead inside

The rages
Thunderous rain falling
Flooding everything
Covering the stinking bodies
Or war-torn heroes
I am dead inside

An ease to the rain
Light drizzle
Sun peeping out
I look up
Am I dead inside?

Newness of rain-washed hills
A break in the black landscape
A peep of green
A breeze blowing away cobwebs of despair
I open my eyes

Right there
You stand
Looking at the ravaged countryside of your mind
You’re still here
I am reawakened.

--Fyr ©2004

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