Wednesday, April 28, 2010

"Hold the Line" - April 28, 2010

Searching for a pattern in the stucco ceiling,
Wondering when it was that I got this feeling,
Maybe I'm just reeling, or is someone stealing,
The flame I had inside me that kept me killing,
Close my eyes and faces flash like an off track film reel,
Mind's racing back and forth trying to see what is real,
And for an instant I can hear those voices,
That would all still be around if I made different choices,
I blink and there I am under the stars just lyin'
Thinking and reflecting as I watch Orion,
Analyzing life and thinkin' I might be dyin',
Cause even with this grief it turns out I'm not cryin',
There's nothing I can do and trust me I do know that,
Three could maybe help but I know one won't come back,
One mistakes my actions as lethal combat,
The other gets scared and has to pull back,
So I don't know what to say or do but life still goes on,
Step by step I'll trudge along until it's all gone,
And once this merciless wave of shots have all been bested,
This tired soldier you know now will find some rest.