War Relived

I seem, as I truly seem, not stating, what is, in my mind. Experiencing am I, of a, past moment. A moment, I just, can not leave behind. Remembering like it, was yesterday, again, to me, the past, seems so real. Becoming a part, of the moment, in the role, with the same emotions, that I feel. Away was I, from the familiar, upon a quest, to fight, for the free. The honor, of wearing, a soldier uniform, to defend, and annihilate, the enemy. Buddies beside me, in the commotion, us facing, the same, wrong time, and place. Tears coming down, my very eyes, as I now, can vividly see, his frighten face. Because for him, the end, was coming, as he, fought hard, during the whole attack. He then lie there, while us, his buddies, voraciously tried, to revive him entirely back. Back alive, he wasn't becoming, coming home, to those, whom loved, him all. My thoughts, and prayers, are with his family, to others, I've been, nothing but a brick wall. Me dealing, with the sadness, guilt, and anger, together in unison, and each, now and then. Finally realizing, by living, I shows him, love, of him, giving his life, from way, back when.