Dear Soldier

I love you more, still.

Mocking Bird Down

Your restlessness has not gone unnoticed.
Your heavy heart can be heard through the thin walls;
it clangs like tins being dragged behind, tied mercilessly
to lame footed, wearisome prey. Near surrender.
Your pacing has marked the floorboards.
Worn bare the carpet, exposing the pattern
of your minds repetitive rhyme.
Slowing down your own time.

Put your guns down.
Come away from the windows.
Hold out your hands.
Speak of your plans.
and remember, who you are.
You are not lost in a place unknown.
You’re not alone on a road overthrown.
Keep the armour if you wish, but hold my hand as we go.

Grief and sadness, rage and untamed fear
punctured your hope and stabbed at the efforts
you valiantly made to stand. And again. And again. And again.
Pain. More pain. Reminders. Face in the dirt. More pain. And again. Shame, again.
Bleeding blackness, hatred and a…

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One thought on “Dear Soldier

  1. Simon says:

    Powerful and meaningful words. I hope you’re well my friend 🙂

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