Step into the foxhole and lose your soul. War changes a man,
makes him tough, makes him rough, makes him lean, makes him mean.
War always effects a man physically, mentally.
Always it tares at your soul, eats your heart a little at a time.
Hate sets in, slowly you feel yourself slipping away.....
No more tears....No more fears, only emptyness.
You find yourself doing things you never thought you would do.
You change, not fully understanding who you really are...
What next? Where do I go? What do I do? Where am I? And who are you?
Will I be different when I return? Will people look at me differently?
Will I look at them differently? Do I even care? Did I lose my soul?
Am I going to hell for what I did? Do I care anymore? Death becomes us all.
It's not my job to judge. It is my job to arrange the meeting with your creator.
We give our lives gladly...We take lives gladly... For our country? Once I think,
that was the purpose... Now its the pleasure, the lust, the destruction, hatred,
((WAR)). War changes a man...Makes him mean.....Evil......Don't care.
LostxDemonicxSoul · Tue Dec 26, 2006 @ 07:26am · 0 Comments |