It's a long road

It’s a Long Road

            It’s a long road when you return home. And it hurts to see that your friends and family are no longer alive. They are gone while you walk alone combating the society. It is a new town and new era as familiar faces are gone. It’s a real war where there is nowhere to go. Hiding your sorrow in the sand, I find it funny to be saddened returning home meeting people with no expression. Tell me what to do, to survive and to live in this living hell? Don’t you wish that you were killed in the combat instead? At least you will be a nameless soldier finding peace in your mind.

                                                                                                                        Diva Miller Smith

                                                                                                                        4-1-2010