Fight

Sand cutting into my burnt skin
Hot breeze drying my bones from within

Impossible mission but I must go on
Pushing forward since early dawn

The cause of freedom is why we came
But I am lost without her, a heart full of pain

I cry at night without any tears
Dreaming of the past - God it's been years

Call it fate or call it free will
My life without her stands still

I long for the simple and some rest
But fight on I will to finish this test

A poem I wrote to my soul mate while I was fighting in Iraq.