The horros of war

My life was all messed up
I don’t know why I did it
But I willingly gave my life away

I got shipped off to Gallipoli
Not knowing what was to come
Not knowing that I’ll come back a murderer

We reached, my eyes wide open with fear
Seeing people die in front of me
Made me want to turn back around

But I didn’t have a choice
I know I had to fight
To kill whoever stood on my ground

I saw other men get broken and hurt
Being shot by snipers
And having grenades thrown at them

The pain of them dieing
Nearly as bad as dieing yourself
Seeing dead woman and children

Running through muddy trenches
Where you can’t exactly breathe
Trying to dodge the bullets coming at me

Men being thrown into the pile
One by one, on top of each other
Blood dripping from there hearts

The wars unexplainable
It’s pointless and sad
People dieing for no reason

They trade in humans for land
It’s disgusting to see what they do
Where is their sense, it can’t be seen

They smell of death lingers
The ones that lived scarred
They’ll never be the same again
They’ll never be who they once were