I feel as though I’m breathing underwater
My lungs feel so compressed
I’m tired of fighting all these battles
And I’m in desperate need of rest
Because everyday I fight,
To hold my own against the odds
Battling the demons of dark
As I walk the path of Gods
Searching for salvation
Unwavering in my quest
Carrying the many burdens
As each day, I’m put to the test
And nothing seems to get easier
Every day’s full of agonizing pain
I can feel my strength seeping away
The slow, yet constant drain
Though what can I do but fight
Until all my powers gone
Who would I be if I did not struggle
From night to early morn’
About the Creator
Edward Val
I'm a poet by nature and a Soldier by trade and my writing reflects my experiences not only in life but also in war. I use writing as way to express myself and deal with the horrors I've seen and hope my words can help my fellow Veterans.
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