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Taneia Nelson Poem
what its like to be that soldier?
risking your life and sacrificing alot
but not every one can call themselves that
think of what you do during the day while they dont sleep
that chance to not come back home, their families that weap
scary?? hearing and seeing bullets fly
rounds striking skin battle buddies that die
feeling of mortar rounds striking the ground beneath your feet
IED's exploding under one of your battles HUMMWV
the sound of a 50 cal going off nite and day
bodies falling around them now what do you have to say?
you think your story is hard
try being a soldier for once and you tell me
try living their life and seeing what they see
days in and days out with no relief
and you say you think your scared??
im scared for their families grief
being a soldier is not what you think, its what you are
being strung up in a gang killing dont make you that star
that real soldier is defending this country and whats right
firing rounds down range not giving up with out a fight
seeing your buddies shot and die with their blood on your hands
are you really that soldier or do you stand back in the stands?
waking up and breathing each day hoping its not the last you make
the fear is what keeps them alive but thats a give or take
soldiers losing everything that they once adored
spouses leaving them cuz they cant wait or get bored
its not easy being that soldier even from the good you do
its not a get up one day, kill and walk away thinking you're through
when you're a soldier thats what you are each morning you wake
you live it and you breathe it in with out a rest or break
by Taneia J. Nelson
Copyright © Taneia Nelson | Year Posted 2011
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The earth so quiet and still
The wind so gentle and calm
My life ran on chances like the spin of a wheel
The drop of a tear on my palm
But tonight I walk alone
No one to console a breaking heart
A push and a shove and now we’re far apart
Broken and full of disbelief
A body so run down on grief, so be brief
Because tonight I know I walk alone
A body so crumbled
A mind so humbled
A smile that tell lies
Apologetic words are mumbled
Sorry for what? I have no clue
That monster so angry with all its crew
But guess what, im not sorry for me im sorry for you
Tonight of all nights I rather not walk alone
The sky so dark with not a star in sight
Walking…better yet running through the night
Screaming at the top of my lungs of agitation
Annoyed and ready to fight out of frustration
No one around to take the blow
It’s giving me the space to heal and grow
Tonight is the night I learn why I walk alone
by: Taneia J. Nelson
Copyright © Taneia Nelson | Year Posted 2011
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sick with a pain you cant feel
a pain you want to go away but cant heal
a cough so desperate for air
eyes pleading for all the help you can spare
but no nothing can help this pain
this pain you cant even restrain
its like a monster that hides in shadows
ready to kill at any time or place
a cold heart this monster holds
thats how i feel when my monster unfolds
cold hearted
from a place now departed
quiet as the wind
a place i no longer defend
so y do i even pretend
that this place has an expiration date
this is a pain everyone should hate
but not everyone feels this type of way
a pain not permanent but a temporary stay
something you want to get rid of but it takes its time
its not going to go away like a drop of a dime
i wish but everyone can keep wishing
its not a pain i will be missing
a tear i no longer cry
a story?? i will no longer lie
my past brings me this type of feeling
my strength and happiness its stealing
each day i try and pick myself up and in return
this pain tries to walk back like its concerned
but i laugh at this pain in its face
it aint going to make me look like a disgrace
by Taneia J. Nelson
Copyright © Taneia Nelson | Year Posted 2011
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was there ever a time where u didnt know how to feel?
what words to even say or what feelings to conceal?
emotions u didnt want to hold and the things u say are cold
some days its not easy to turn the page
thoughts of being trapped in a cage
scared to even move but eager to run
days u sit there wishing it was done
no this mess aint fun
sitting there wondering if its easier to speak
clawing to get away but ur feeling so weak
off in a corner with complete devastation
words unspoken with no contemplation
hopes and dreams failing to come true
so many things i still have to go through
before i open my heart to the pain
frozen emotions and a cold soul i blame
is this just a mind game?
emotions still trapped and a heart still broken
giving up is an option but not whats spoken
curled up in fetal position on the floor
eyes dried out, puffy and sore
this isnt how i imagined myself to feel inside
but this happy place inside me completely died
i cant seem to find these emotions in me
blinded by confusion i will never see
will i ever know these feelings inside of me??
by taneia j. nelson
Copyright © Taneia Nelson | Year Posted 2011
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