~The War Inside~
I've been to hell and back,
And lost my women in the process.
I went to war a boy,
And came back a man.
I did some things to survive,
I've killed and taken life.
It's not something to be proud of,
And I cannot live with this burden.
I've killed children,
Children who hadn't lived.
I did it to survive,
They said I'd come back a man.
But I've come back mentally fucked up,
And now I'll never be the same.
I pushed the one person I loved away,
All because I left to go to war.
I thought it was to fight for freedom,
And become a man.
But I didn't come back a man,
I came back a baby killer.
I used to be warm and loving,
But war has left me cold and heartless.
And I want to be warm again,
But I'm afraid I'll never be that again.
So I left to war a man,
And supposedly returned a man.
But I'm lost and hurting inside,
Hurting because I'm a baby killer.
I remember a time when I was happy and whole,
But now I'm broken and depressed.
And I feel like a death is the only answer,
So they say in war you leave a boy.
And return a man.
I left a boy and returned less of a man,
And I'm sorry for all the pain I've caused.
By: Michael Williams