I've been hiding out for so long that now I am someone I do not recognize <br />feeling so tired and old really takes it's toll <br />I've spent too many years waging a war <br />and a great deal of it with myself <br />I'm longing for a reprieve and a welcome home party I do not deserve <br />Just like anyone else I cast shadows <br />they scare me so deep down <br />these scars I bear do not have talent <br />and without a voice no one wants you around <br />now all I can do is tip-toe oh so quietly past <br />as to not disturb my enemies <br />they write harsh words on the grenades <br />that laugh as they explode all around me <br />I'm in a desert of echoes <br />I've walked for days without water <br />yet somehow still feel like I'm drowning <br />as I grow weaker <br />I wonder if I should give up the fight <br />what good is war <br />when you are the only one left to fight for<br /><br />Nenia Haven<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/unknown-soldier-3/
