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The guns are banging The soldiers are crashingCrashing Crashing into the mudThere is no time for mourningNo time to lose in the warThe war must continueBodies are left behindAll that is found in the end is a skeletonA skeleton that cannot be namedEveryone at home worryingWill they come home?Have they died?They never will come homeThey will be Decomposing in the mudDecomposing to bones and clothesTo nothingPoppies grow in placeTo show that they gave their todayFor our tomorrowSo may all the soldiers rest in peaceBless all the families who have lost someoneA sonA husbandA brotherA friendA cousinAnyoneThank you for your service
Remember that they shall not grow old, as we that are left grow old. Age shall not weary them, nor the years condemn. At the going down of the sun and in the morning. We will remember them. Lest we forget. ❤
I feel like an uncomfortable pair of jeans,
I feel tight and moulded,
Forced and controlled.
I feel ignored and tired,
While my impatience grows.
I feel stressed and angry,
Unable to breath,
I feel worn out and ragged as I fall to my knees.
(I'm generally happy just having a moment lol)
Right on that spot.
With my feet stuck, I watched.
As I stood.
On that spot, I watched, And watched.
My feet still stuck.
Feeling so much
And thinking about my feet, that were stuck.
Right on that very spot.
As I watched.
I’m not ready.
But I was too late, In the end.
Simply too late to even begin.
I don’t know what to tell you,
I don’t even know where to begin.
I just need you to know…
That I’m trying to fight a darkness, that really wants to win.
At first it was just a little sadness,
Nothing too severe.
But now it’s so much stronger,
Attacking me with fears.
I try to find my peace,
I try to be alright.
But sometimes it just holds me, oh so very tight.