Never Again

Life is a gift lost to the call of love and or hate.
Lights flash souls scurry away as fast as they came into the world.
The gift of pain over shadow the will of the body to cope.
Night time only makes the hell of people worst.
How does the time slip into the shadow of the darkness.
Souls in pain cry out for the living and weep for dead.
Sleep comes and as we start to drift off alarms blast.
The smell of blood and vomit become the perfume of the night.
Death is the only re leaf and the highest payment.
The lost ghost of the pass flood my nights and splashes my day.
The battle was fought and lost but the next day it is fought once more.
Blood lust is in the eyes of the brave and they only fight to fall.
Pain lets us know we are alive, But what lets us know we are dead.
Then what makes us saved the only strong survive.
And only the dead have a chance to live.

JH

Never Again

Jacob Hyers

Statesboro, United States

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