The Darkness Inside
Tick Tock, every second, the fear is increased
Hell on earth, mindset equals deceased
Released from the chamber, call it letting out anger
Ak’s and snipers, trying to remain the stranger
Gun in hand, the holy war, or the war on terror
One wrong move means 6 ft. under, no room for error
In the ditch he sits, shells screaming by so fast
Dreaming of his son, memory still hasn’t past
Told him he’ll be him soon, said pray for me every day
Must’ve forgot last night, times have never been so gray
He lays down behind his one man fortress, wall of sand
Finger on trigger, unused rifle remains in hand
His fellow troops need him, but what about morals
Try’s to look past and get rid of these mind quarrels
Tells himself he’ll shoot, that’s what he’s here for
Wants to be a hero, but struggling with his personal world war
Man in the scope, he’s got a clean shot, its now or never
Pulls the trigger, seams like the shell takes forever
Connection is clear, he can hear the Iraqi man scream
Death is his consequense, for protecting his family and beliefs
A sigh of relief, he finally did it, done what he is supposed to
Smiles and laughs, finds a liking in it as most do
But close to too much, he lets out clip after clip
Hit after hit, the areas clear, blood smeared all around
More than 15 bodies, at least 6 he can call his own on the ground
Testosterone lever starts to lower, sees that this was caused by his gun
Like a brick to the head, he realizes what he has done
He screams, tear stream, this is what insanity brings
He was willing to kill, all the blood spill, this is no dream
Back to the morals, he cries, asking why all the death
Man he killed was doing what he believed in, so Mr. Soldier took his breath
Suicide? The thought rides threw his head
This place in the middle east, should it be his death bed?
He was always an eye for an eye kinda guy, and he made this man die
“I killed this man, so in the ground I shall lie
I hope my family understands, I did what I had to
Ima leave this pain behind, and I will be glad to.”
Before any on could react Mr. Soldier grabs his pistol
Sticks it to his head and says, Sorry general “ I can no longer remain with you”
Writers Note
First off the reason I called him mr soldier. Is because all of our soldiers remain uknown. We never hear their names. They are our modern day hero’s and we don’t know who they are. Mr. Soldier killed himself because the darkness inside drove him crazt. All the killing and hate and anger all mixed together drove him mad and that’s the only way that seemed possible to end it.
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