Notes About The Poem

“The Soldier’s Fight” is a powerful and emotional poem that explores the lasting impact of war on a soldier’s mind, identity, and sense of self. Rather than focusing on combat, the poem centers on the internal struggle that follows a return home the confusion, isolation, and pain that others often cannot see.Through repetition and direct language, the speaker reflects on how war has changed them, creating a divide between who they once were and who they have become.The poem highlight’s themes of loss, trauma, and survival, while also expressing a deep desire to heal and rediscover the person that existed before the war.It serves as both a confession and a plea for patience and understanding from those around the soldier.Ultimately, “The Soldier’s Fight” reminds us that for many soldiers, the hardest battle begins after the war ends, and that recovery is a slow, personal journey filled with hope as well as pain.This poem was inspired by a Veteran, a friend, a warrior. I am honored to have known him, and I will carry the value of his friendship with me always.Thank you for your sacrifice, your strength, and your service

The Soldiers Fight

Look, look it’s me it’s me.
A cry from far in time of need.
Sometimes I look but do not see.
What has made and become of me.

Look, Look I hear you scream. 
Where are you gone from me? 
I scream but look, look it’s me.
We all know it’s never me. 

War has torn my life away.
In foreign lands I left my soul.
Many tears were cried by night.
I was always so alone.

Returned I did a lucky one.
But darker days have just begun.
But am I really a lucky one. 
My head screams out.
My heart it hurts.

I hear me scream.
And try to square.
Things that I can never share.
A distrust in all that I hold dear.

My life is gone. 
Changed for good.
No one or nothing,
can help me back.

Please be patient with me I ask. 
I’m learning to be just me it’s a task. 
The me I was before that time. 
I spent away in turmoil.

A gentle soul. 
A gentle heart. 
Is gone forever. 
With a heavy heart. 

I travelled to that place of war. 
It turned my world into the unknown. 
The devil now cries out in my sleep.
Now you just belong to me.
You’ll never again be who you were for real. 

I returned home all smiles and glee.
And no one saw that I lost me.
The anger built the sorrow hid.
The monsters cried out in my sleep.
And showed me things I can’t repeat. 

I ask you please be patient. 
I ask you please to understand. 
I don’t want to be me right now.
 I really want myself old self back.

The day will come when I return. 
To the person you have known and seen.
Until then, please let me be. 
I’ll weather the storm I’ll win the fight. 
And I will be the person I long forgot.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2026

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