strange words

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Booksie Classic

i wrote this at basic training when i was homesick.

how quickly can dreams blossom and fade?

as i freeze tonight,  i reminisce on a time when the morning sun shined warm upon my face.

 when there was still hope.

now i battle demons in my head,

in my heart.

holding back tears from a love, long lost.

remembered every day but held only in dreams.

a warped sense of reality. yet i feel at home.

knowing that every second that passes means im one step closer to heaven.

and no matter how much pain i am in today,  some day it will be gone.

some day, this moment will be nothing more than an entry in a faded journal and a distant memory, of the time i spent in hell.


Submitted: April 23, 2012

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