Tides of War

Blood has stained this battlefield,
bodies lay motionless.
Bodies of my past, present, and future.
The awful smell of carcass fill my nostrils
with the scent of pain and sorrow.
The sight of Death brings me to my knees.
I lay there for days in a cold sweat on the ground,
among the bodies of my enemies and loved ones.

I walk away from this battle with but a few scratches.
I am the only survivor.
Where will the tides of war take me?
I'll let my body flow in sync with the waves.
The war, now over, will give birth to new wars.
The fighting will continue for years,
but you will not find me on the battlefield.
Man upon man has died to the brutal hands of this war.
Death will always continue.

I've lost loved ones.
Her eyes were the stars, her hair was the river,
and her arms were my comfort.
The war engulfed her,
she was swept away by the tides of war.
I miss her.

I'm on the ground again.
Clear liquid streams down my face.
Tears of happiness, of anger, of hate and sadness, of fear.

Things hurt the most when you take the pain alone.
I'm running, running from the pain.
The pain of deceit, of fear, of happiness.
I'll always run.
Forever with the tides of war.