I can’t take it anymore-
People dying all around
Watching loved ones hit the ground.
And all I can do is stand and watch-
Horrified.
Blood splattered all over my face,
The sound of gunshots
Flossing my brain.
Why won’t someone shoot me down?
Why won’t a missal just fall on me?
So I won’t have to live in this satan-like place
Anymore.
But I’m not lucky enough for that to happen.
People told me to be lucky I’m alive,
But am I really lucky I survived.
I lost everything, everyone,
The luckiest thing that would’ve happened to me
Was to join my fellow army,
At the gates
They reached before me.