Lost Soul

I wish people knew what it was like.
I wish they knew how i felt everyday.
Everyday I see my friends fighting,
And everyday i see them dieing.
Their families back home will never see their son or daughter again.
As I, their leader, promised to protect them.
I have lost my soul with my comrads; my friends.
And no one will know how it feels; till the very end.

by EdCarter
posted on 10/09/2007