(Sniper, courtesy of Wikemedia Commons)
"Come unto me, all ye that labour and are heavy laden, and I will give you rest."
- Matthew 11:28
Can’t loosen the cast
That binds my warrior’s past.
Thoughts of memory lane
Keeps coming back again,
In pain.
With deeply sighs
I closed my sniper eyes.
My tears flow down the drain,
Vain thoughts I can’t contain;
Oh, pain.
Sadness that’s unseen,
Yet deeply hurts within.
Sorrow my heart does fill.
Oh, distraught mind that kills;
Be still.
Tried hard to forego,
But couldn’t let go.
Nay, wounds that never heal
And pains I can’t conceal
Stay still. sDg.
