Is this world reality
Or is it just a dream
If so I’d like to wake up
Though it doesn’t seem to end

Upon the end of this dream
On waking from this life
Will I remember my mistakes
And minimise the strife

Why am I isolated
Why does my voice
Die in my throat
Before I can explain
Why I feel so down

Why can I not convey
The hurt, anger, pain
I keep it inside
Only to hurt my loved ones
Not because I wish it

Why must I push
Everybody to a distance
Thinking it will save me
But only isolating me
Further from my family

I see the man that wanders
Each day a different place
I also see the people
With that look upon their face
Horror, discust and pity
The look conveys them all
Of wonder at the question
How far did this man fall?

They do not know the hardship
None of the pain or strife
That this man has endured
Throughout his tortured life
Of where he’s been or what he’s done
He pays a heavy price
In his mind he’s not worthy
To be in a happy home
So he wanders place to place
Forever all alone

How long can I resist them
How long can I ignore
What timeframe do I have
Until I just can take no more

How long before my mind breaks
How long until they win
Till I no longer feel strong
And let the demons in

How long until I fracture
How long till I’m not me
Until I let my guard down
And set the monsters free

The whispers getting louder
Needing to be heard
Waiting till my walls are gone
Wanting into this world

Empty rooms
It’s all packed up
The old house
Cold and emotionless
Sad forlorn
Needs a heart
Sweet sorrow
That we have to part


The new house
In comes life and love
Rooms filled
With stuff
The heart beats
Once again
The home comes alive

Will they ever just be silent
The voices in my brain
They talk so much of violence
Look what you’ve done they say
It was in our defence
Is always my reply
Although another question
In my mind is always
WHY?

Mothers and daughters
Fathers and sons
Brothers and sisters
People each one
Died by the thousands
Killed for a cause
A madness for power
A sick holocaust

The whole world fighting
With guns and with bombs
To stop the destruction
Yet causing their own
And returning from battles
Fought ******* the field
Find they are isolated
Can’t express how they feel

The hunger for power
Is what fuels war
Will forever enshroud us
Keep us on our knees
As a man and a soldier
One thing I would plead
Fight no more with weapons
Use words and treaties