Memories

Firing Bullets and the heat of fire.
Quiet, cold house lighted by
My only candle

Watching my comrades fall
Pacing the stone cold floor
Looking for something lost

Bloody battles and lost sleep
Tormented by these thoughts
Followed all my life

Turmoil and bloodshed
Alone in my casuals
Starting my life over

Loss and despair
Rain echoes all around me
And thunder is heard