the starry nights let me remember the shooting stars make me think the bright moons do not let me forget the flying fireflies want me to ignore I cannot help but remember
I wish to have dreams but wake up to nightmares the darkness sends a shiver up my neck the eerieness is like a demon lurking, waiting to invade the quiet curtains of night scare me the chirping crickets remind me
the sun has started to rise but the light does not affect my eyes because I have seen too much I will not forget
This poem reflects a post serving soldier who is still affected by her/his past experiences.