Battlefield

In the flickering candle light
the shadows loom large tonight
as thoughts marshall in my mind
my sanity I'm trying to find

The battle rages in my head
forestalling me from my bed
crimes of which I am accused
for which I have been abused

Battle mounted, foray begins
death of a soul in the winds
bodies in the field strewn
I hope the battle's over soon

Why did I let it go this far
When did I lose that shining star
Who let this fucking army in
What do I need to begin again

Where am I

ŠJanet Mifsud




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