adrena

a good friend of mine just died in an army hospital in germany and all she could tell me about before she died was the horrible nightmares she was having while awake. the screaming and the crying, the morphine shots to try and make her sleep. . . .she is the second person i know that has died in this war. . . .at least he died instantly. . . . ..

Warm me with your pity
And soothe me in your thoughts
Rinse me in waves of savage blood
And rub out these battlefield memories

In nights of silent agony
I have been waiting for the echo


Of a thousand injured soldiers
And a thousand dying children

Hours of darkness
Hours of light
Spent mourning the faceless
And killing the named

Wrap your wings around
Saint of the fallen proud
Come remind me of living
And wash away the dead.