Writer-Of-Tragedies

My future shattered in my eyes But it's not really a surprise I can't believe I believed your lies You say you did it out of love. Hid the truth to keep my tears away, But truth and tears come out today, There's no apologies you can say Apologies I'm tired of. I still love you but I can't try Or even hope to say goodbye I'll be here waiting until I die Forever, like I promised you, I am so empty without you here, The pain drowned out with every tear, Today I'm living my greatest fear But you already knew. This was what you had to do

We were scared. It was impossible to hide that. It hung around us like a plague, like a black cloud covering our lives. Well, the lives we had now. Take a man from his home and give him a gun, tell him to kill. If that's a life, then what happened was a tragedy. But, if you ask any one of us, we were just units. We had lives, sure. But they weren't here. They were home. We were husbands, we were sons, we were students, we were teachers. We were pretty much anything you could imagine. But that was all back home. Here, we were just soldiers. And we were lucky to be that. As I looked around, I saw the faces. Some of them were tired, some of them