W.A.R.

I don't know what inspired me to this one, it just kind of happened. ABOUT THE LAST SENTENCE, IT IS MEANT TO PROVOKE OKAY SO IF YOU ARE PROVOKED MY PLAN IS WORKING BUT IT IS NOT MEANT TO OFFENSE!!

War is a beautiful thing.

All those bullets and heads

Flying among each other

Creating marketing.

I am an American, and I am proud

I live my life out loud

Like a true American should.

You should see my gun, it’s oh so big

To blow the heads, thin and thick

Like a true American would.

 

I fight for my country

For that’s what I’m told

Leads to true heroes

In the stories of old.

My eyes are turning red

But I have no time for my bed

I have no time for sorrow

For I shall be killing tomorrow.

Even if I turn insane

I shall keep on in Americas name.

 

I am an American eagle

I am proud

But can’t ignore that there are these loud

Noises in my mind, inside my head

I wanna crawl back into my mother’s bed

I wanna run

I wanna scream

I wanna flee into the night

But for my country, America

I must fight.

 

I am currently drowning in insanity

To save humanity

The pictures in my head

Kill the people, slay them down

Or you yourself shall drown

In the words of despair and disappointment

You gotta stay confident

To stay on top of the world

You gotta beat insanity

But I’m afraid it got its roots in me

 

Shoot shoot kill

Hand me a pill

Give me another

So I won’t bother

Stay away from me

Close the door

You don’t need me anymore

Leave me alone, can’t you see

I am caught in insanity

I can’t be saved

For I am alone

I am only skin and bone

SHOOT SHOOT KILL

THE WORDS DRILL

IN MY HEAD

I WANNA GO BACK TO BED

BUT I SHALL NEVER SLEEP AGAIN

FOR WHEN I CLOSE MY EYES, I SEE THEM

THE VICTIMS THAT I HAVE SLAYED

FOR THEM I PRAYED

I SHALL NEVER BE THE SAME AGAIN

FOR WE ARE ONLY MEN

DON’T KNOCK THE DOOR

FOR I AM A PSYCHOPATH

I USE THE BLOOD OF MY ENIMIES FOR MY BATH

FOR I AM AN AMERICAN SOLDIER

I BEAR THIS BURDEN ON MY SHOULDER

NEVER PUT IT DOWN, NEVER GIVE UP

THE BLOOD IS FILLING THE BATHTUB

THE BLOOD IS FLOATING OVER, IT’S FILLING MY VAINS

I CAN’T TAKE THIS ANYMORE, FOR I AM INSANE

 

God bless America 

Reviews

[CLBombay]

Wow! Pretty intense! I definitely see the point you were getting across - that being in the military to "protect and fight for your country" definitely doesn't always help the country and can ruin the mind of a soldier. I can see the hypocrisy as well - we KILL for our country in order to keep others alive (or so we think we're helping others stay alive). I think that the chaos that I feel in this poem definitely fits the message.

[Alex]

Thank you very much! :3 I'm really glad that I'm hitting on the point. Sometimes it's hard to put yourself in other's place like this, but this was just kind of how I imagined this could be. But I'm really glad that you like it :)