Sliding my security over my trembling body
peering over the edge into the war outside my soul
my mind envisioning one killing another
my opinions never let free
my questions never answered
my security always warming, holding me so tightly
never wanting to let go
but being betrayed into that cold fight to the death
with generals giving unmerciful tasks to do before you dive into death
unmerciful land to stare at as you slide foot after each other down to hell.
**I wrote this on one of those days where it takes everything to get out of bed. Maybe a little overkill for that, but it was a hard day.**
