That soldier

by theory of the loser   May 28, 2008


I don't want to feel,
Those cold salty tears,
Roll down my face,
Never again.

Those things,
Are now horrible,
I wish I hadn't yelled,
No more I love yous,
Will bring you back.

The day you left,
I screamed and yelled,
I hate you,
But now I want you here,
I NEED you here,
But your really gone.

I wish the rain clouds,
Would go away,
Because now,
Night and day,
It's all a dark shade of grey.

They never come back,
I know this now.

I wish I never had to cry,
Never had to frown.

Then that face,
The one I would die to to see again,
Showed itself in my head.

I knew when they came to the door,
All my worries and fears,
Come to the shore.

I fell to the ground,
Your picture clutched closely,
To my heart,
As I weep.

For the first time,
I really truly am alone,
I really wanted You to come home.

My big brother,
My hero,
That soldier that I will never forget.

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