war to me

I lay in the field dead, and dazed

And every man begins to decay,

the stench of there guts fill my lungs where I lay,

I am ready to die today,

I close my eyes as I begin to sleep,

but then I move and can not see,

the enemies, they are taking my,

along with some other casualty,

they pump some fluid threw what's left of me,

they do the same with my other fiends,

I know what there doing, its not hard to see,

we are there ginny pigs for some evil deed,

I scream expressing agonizing pain,

my fellow brothers do the same,

and one by one they slip away,

leaving me to play this game,

another needle they stick me with,

I close my eyes, and begin to drift,

I can not move my body like this,

I stop fighting, I'm doomed to this,

I'm wide awake though I should not be,

they think I'm sleeping, but that's not me,

they proceed with the surgery, I feel every piece

Of pain that runs threw every inch of thee,

I look back at those brutal days,

the bodies of my men, in the water they stay,

I look in the mirror, at this body I say,

you were suppose to die that day,

I am not human, not anymore at least,

I focus my attention to the left of me,

for half of me is fake you see,

my leg, my hip, my ribs... Me,

I step outside and alone I sit,

I had no reason to come back to this,

looking threw my cell bars, with no bliss,

I can not die like this...