Before all the groundpounders
rotated out,
Fort Carson rocked
once
& when they returned,
their numbers depleted,
things just never
seemed the same
again.
They still don't.

the grass is always greener on the other side -
or so they say. but when you’ve been to the other side,
and you’ve felt what it’s like to be there,
you can’t help but wish you were from the other side.
i’ve forgotten the days i used to feel like i had
people who didn’t hold a knife to the small of my back
all the time, i’ve almost forgotten the last time i was truly happy.
sometimes, though, i wish i’d forget - maybe it would be easier
not to know, maybe it would be easier to be content with
todays. but today is today, and i am trapped
(or so it feels), and will continue to be for a month and a day.

You gave me eternity,
my immortal love.
You are in every particle
of my soul.
Your are my breath of life,
my every sense.
Without you
I am empty air,
insignificant trifle.
I will hide our love
under the stars.
The sea of mystery glow
will cuddle us
to eternal sleep.
Our inner desires
will be satisfied
in dreams.

After you left only stardust
and the moonlight speak.
You were my every breath.
Now go to sleep,my love.
The moon has already risen.
When it goes out
you will fade away.
Dawn will awake me
from the constellation of yearning
thoughts of you.
I will rise with the sun
to celebrate unknown destiny,
new day,
new life.

if these walls speak,
they will tell of silent tears,
cried when you are at work