Demented Memories
I love with these memories of madness.
These atrocities in my brain.
What I have seen and done
in this time of national conflict,
would frighten most.
They would abhor me,
find me repulsive.
Regular people would be appalled
at my actions.
They couldn't be capable of understanding
it was a different time and place.
I had to shed myself
and become the one who
does what is needed to survive.
So I keep these memories
chained to my mind
attempting to forget
those horrible scenes
that flicker in my mind.
That come to light
only occassionally, thankfully.
And when they do surface,
I will use your
shoulders and ears
to help be withstand the
fight against my monster.
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