Returning Soldier

Dedicated to a dear friend, who felt let down by a nation he helped to protect, and was honoured to serve An Innocent young mind getting ripped apart, like a Jack the Ripper victim on the streets when it’s dark, the lights draining from his eyes he’s losing his spark. This is the mindset of a tortured soldier, the battle carries on even though the war is over, the spirit is lost and the fears still linger, everyday spent with the grim reaper lurking over his shoulder. He’s sick of tussling with his inner beast, Sombering thoughts are penetrating his mind like Judas at the final feast, but the beast is impaling his body with no hope of release, inside he's broke and his soul is deceased His emotions have wilted within, every inch of his familiar being seeping out of his skin, a face without joy, and a heart full of sin, he's only 20 years old and now he’s missing a limb. A young man who once had the beauty of a rose, now it’s hate and despair that make his blood flow, on the outside he’s harmless on the inside he’s a condemned man who’s heartless.