I' Poem
I am restless
I am forbidden to sleep
I am on duty
I am a fighter
I will ask you, 'what's the point of fighting,' and then punch you in the face
I am tired of you
I am tired of myself
I lost you, and
I will find you
I will loose you again
I will not search for you a second time
I am lost within an eerie parking lot
I will not meet you in hell, because apparently we are already there.
I turn to ash at night
I am the breeze you like to feel
I wish to spread wings and fly away
I am too young to be taken seriously, but
I am too old for this hypocrisy
I give reflection like a mirror
I am the mist, no one passes me
I was at the first of things and I shall be at the last
I will seduce you and you will obey
I am love across time
I calm the sea at night
I am the battle field where ignorant armies clash
I love man no less than you,
I just love nature more
I am the glow of stalagmite
I am that feeling the seeps through every crevice and hollow point
I am a body of water that will glisten, forever in motion
I am one with the moon
I am selfish to earth
I am not patriotic
I believe to kill in order to protect is barbaric
I kill to protect anyway
I am a fighter
I have no choice
I call myself, 'The Military Child.'
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