WHY?

By Michael Dingwell


Why am I still here?
so far, yet so near;
Why do I remain?
just to go insane.

Why can't I forget?
have some peace and yet
How do I let go?
of all that I do know.

The pain and the death,
a friend's last breath;
The sound in the night,
that terrible firefight.

That horrifying scream,
what does it mean,
Why am I still here?
so far, yet so near.

Why did I return?
what is it I'm to learn;
I wanted to be with them,
the dead, my friends.

Yet here I remain,
so alone with my pain;
I still smell the blood,
my friends dead in the mud.

I still see the tracers,
going over my head like lasers;
I hear the bullets hitting flesh,
my head's such a mess.

Oh God, why am I still here?
so far.... yet so near.

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Copyright © 1996 By Michael "Pegleg" Dingwell, All Rights Reserved

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