War

 

It was a dark night.

In the background, bombs were going off.

From where I was sitting, I could see the smoke go up in the air.

I wasn’t scared.

I’ve been fighting in this war for almost 5 months now.

I’ve gotten used to the random explosions.

We were in Vietnam.

You had to watch where you walked all the time.

You never know when a bomb could go off.

I felt like tonight was going to be different.

I don’t know how, but something was going to happen.

& I was right.

I died.

Author's Note

The Only Poem Of Mine That I Like.

Reviews

[Michael Stevens]

I left you a comment earlier in which I told you to never put yourself down about your writing poems again; I'm the last person who should be saying anything about putting yourself down; I doubt myself constantly!!

[Michael Stevens]

What are you talking smack about your own work for; this is wonderful! Love the abrupt ending; I don't ever want to hear, "I can't write poetry" again; do you hear me? EVER again!

[Britt]

I cant write poetry lol. !!!

[Michael Stevens]

I hate to tell you this, but YES YOU CAN!

[Jordan's Back]

This is a powerful piece. I am sure Many Veterans can relate to this piece and can admire someone of your youth taking the time to write this. Its realism is dead on, and you can almost see the utter hopelessness that war caused. This is a wonderful Write and I urge you to continue writing.

[Britt]

Thanks.

[Jordan's Back]

Always :)

[Britt]

mhmm,

[ThIsDaRkRoAdToNoWhErE]

Wow, this was pretty good. It's like a sudden impact or somethin, and it hits you when least expected. For me, if i were to die, I'd rather it be real quick. That's the only merciful aspect of it that I would have to ask of it. Good job :)

[Britt]

XD Thanks, this is the only poem that i actually like.

[ThIsDaRkRoAdToNoWhErE]

Hehe, ur welcome. U write some good stuff :)

[Britt]

eh, i dont think so. :P but thanks! I love this poem.

[ThIsDaRkRoAdToNoWhErE]

Haha, np ;)