I feel as if torn apart.
Apart from honor and duty.
Torn from the mind and the heart.
Oh how I miss the Carolina beauty.
This war has destroyed so much.
I will forever miss your gentle touch.
And to my heart and soul I cluth...
My prized possession...
My silent obsession...
YOU.
Bombs are Exploding.
The sound is foreboding.
Bullets are flying,
As Men are dying.
Now I'm on the front line.
Adrenaline is prickling my spine.
I'm standing alone.
Wishing I could postpone
What was forthcoming...
DEATH.
Everything turned black.
I heard them say "No Turning Back."
I felt a tear leak from my eye
As I knew that it was my time to die.
This war has destroyed so much.
I will now never feel your gentle touch.
Now, for the last time, to my heart and soul I clutch...
My prized possession...
My silent obsession...
YOU.