What Do You Need

Walking on sand, are you sinking, can you hear the breaking of the waves. The noises of the world, the ear blistering shouts, the lost of respect camps freely about. Truths told by fathers, somber days by mothers, do they wish you never returned from war. Hiding behind walls, quite the break, before you crash your fall. Tall tales told, you are halve dead, noneed for a fold. What is less in life, is the more we want, becomes what we need. Hunger and pain, blood in vein, rainbows do color the skies insane.