Battles

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Inside Out

Looking in the corners

Digging in the dust,



Looking for a person

That I know I can trust.



Finding bits and pieces

Of what I used to be,



Trying to find something

That seems like it is me.



I'm told I do the things

Your not supposed to do,



Asked if I understand

When I really have no clue.



Trying to find meaning

In all thats said and done,



Being told that the battle

Will someday be won.



But what pieces will I have

What scars will I bare,



Freedom is just a word

Pain I always wear.



Soldiers die in battle

Their fight ended there,



The battlefield lays quiet

Theres no piece left that cares.

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bhurt's picture

don't hide your talent hidden talent nice poems I read all of them, lot's of talent, you sound so sad, hope you get happier soon