Soldier
It's here,
I find tranquility,
While they're at unrest.
I fear they need,
Someone like me;
Am I meaningless?
So, how do I justify,
My worth,
Within the world?
Do I need to fight,
Inside Hell's door?
I don't wish to hide,
Not one second more,
When turning this tide,
Is what I'm here for.
Copyright © Honestly J.T. | Year Posted 2015
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