A War

I'm five thousand miles from home lost in this utter hoplesness trapped in this foreign land when the only souls i've got drop like flies on a hot summer day murdered, unloved laying dead in an unforgiving land im six thousand miles from home the place of comfort and hope wishing for the things I took for granted since there is nothing for me here only killers and monumental worries fear preys upon your mind coldness grips your heart the dominating question of 'Will you survive?' im seven thousand miles from home and all I want to do is escape yet obligation is a shackle upon my wrists keeping me here in this warzone this place of discomfort and lonliness im eight thousand miles from home marching in this wasteland forever a gun is in my hands material things in my pack a blanket a comb a photo and that is all i've got my only posessions in this hated place im nine thousand miles from home and all I want is to be with you i've been here amid theese explosions and gunfire way too long do you think of me even now? am I loved though i'm in this foreign land? i'm a lifetime from my home I feel as if I may never return you seem way too far away and I fight for you all the time i'm shot at every day I try to live, to survive so I can come home to you I pray for this fearsome fight to end since my peace of mind it did slew and in this terrible war if I have no hope, no courage i'll die.