To the shores of my birth I return.
Long awaited this arrival I have yearned.
Although what’s now left of me.
Is not what was before, I set out across the sea.

Such a coldness that runs through my veins.
Where lived love and hope tortured visions remain.
Things caught by the eye to scar the mind.
Etched are these images indelible in time.

Forever I shall carry this burden relived in nightmares.
The faces of decaying laying children with vacant stares.
I was a young man when I left, but return a twisted soul.
And the physical and mental pain I fear has taken its toll.

My body slightly broken how I wish I was dead.
For the future looks so bleak, with so much death in my head.
Down a darkened spiral tore, beliefs shaken shattered at the core. 
Lost soon to be forgotten a casualty of war.