longlostsapper

Long ago in land that God forgot my brothers and I fought in a war, our body's and minds pushed beyond the breaking point, our battles tempered us making us stronger then we we're before, but deep inside us all the killing and fighting was starving our souls, poisoning us in ways we couldn't see or feel, all we knew was battle and the love we had for each other there was no blood between us but we didn't need it we we're brothers bound to each other a greater trust you could not have knowing that they would fight kill and die for you, and then there's the day you find yourself fighting killing putting your own life on the line, for some guy you don't even like that much but can't stand the idea of them hurt, I see my buddy hit without thought I ran to his side dragging him back to our track just to find him laughing his armor did its job I laughed and cryed so hard as we returned to the fight, our PSG yelling nice that you lovers finished quick wanna get back to work. I can never explain what it's like all this happens and you think my God its been hours only to find out its been less then 5 minutes there's brass everywhere giving a golden shine to everything, then exhaustion hits you and you can't stand your body trembles you look over the dead and wounded wondering how you made it through another firefight another ambush alive, but never unharmed the wounds we suffered on our minds and souls are not evident right away, so you light up a smoke that's whatever God or gods you believe in bag up the dead and move on