Poetry

The Weight of Forever.

By 16th March 2009December 9th, 2019No Comments

My bones creak with the weight of forever,
Around my neck is tied a leaded tether,
I remember the places I have been,
Especially most of the horrors I have seen.

I never forget the smell of death,
How its acrid stench burns your breath,
The sight of its eyeless gaze,
Forever in my mind it plays.

An uncontrolled memory,
In a chaotic symphony,
The sweat rolls down my back,
I’m having another panic attack.

The fog of war clouds my eyes,
My pulse begins to rise,
I thought my test was done,
And this for me it did stun.

I hope this will soon end,
And that I could talk with a friend,
Someone who also knows this test,
To combat combat stress.

Alex Roissetter

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