The cost of Surviving war

The passed a place with deep regret Don’t want to remember, cannot forget There’s scars and wounds that will not heal For I had to main I had to kill I had to follow the orders gave And send my foes to meet their grave The nights are hard for the faces live Inside my head they won’t forgive Their anger haunts my thoughts and dreams Their words are just their eyes fordeems My burden to bear, untill I leave this place Their loved ones cry’s my fall from grace I can’t turn back tides or turn back time So bare my soul and write this Rhyme I whisper my apologies for all of my atrocities A soldier has to pay the price They bare their arms and roll the dice If it was not him it would be me I rolled a six he rolled a 3 I wish history could be rewrote I wasn’t on that sea,or in that boat I did not land upon that shore I have no medals in my drawer No strangers I did not wish to meet No blood soaked sand beneath my feet I have no faces in my head No one mamed no one dead No broken hearts no loved ones lost For that I would pay any cost By David Ashby 21/09/2024 3.32AM