Dear Dad

I'm still in this crumby place
Bombs going off
Time has gone to waste

People shouting and crying
My fearing hands trying to keep still
Buried in people who are dying

My eyes, so tired I cannot sleep
With sweat dropping from face
All I can do is weep

It is now the end of my time
That bullet had my name on it
It is the end of my little rhyme

Please don't forget me for I have gone to a better place as you once said,
Its all over, Red rover