Wars rage like titans and they clash in my head.
Feel battle-born and I’m weary, no more tears to shed.
Generals steal my dreams while we troops face the nightmares.
When will this conflict end? It’s tearing my emotions but who really cares?
And all the while, thinking its war
Out in the field of screams, I'm...weary
Sleep with an eye open, trying to keep the score
But it all adds up to, thinking its war
For so long now my emotions forgot just what to say
I was on the frontline and my ears heard bombs away
Is there an escape from this minefield of the mind or is it too late?
To march my way through this no man’s land to heaven’s gate
And all the while, thinking it's war
Out in the field of screams, I'm...weary
Just watching, trying to keep the score
But it all adds up to, thinking it's war
Someone call for the medics I’m in this too deep
Give me a shot from the nurse to help me to sleep
Or just sit there and talk me through these dark times
When your thoughts are at war you cling to all you can find
And all the while, thinking it's war
Out in the field of screams, I'm...weary
Just watching, trying to keep the score
But it all adds up to, thinking it’s war
This poem is dedicated to anyone who has ever suffered from or continues to suffer from mental health issues. It’s ok not to be ok and you can do it with help...
Llewellyn-McKenzie Communications (c) 2019
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