The War (History Assignment)

I remember my first day

of trudging through the fields of war.
Looking at the trenches wondering
what the hell we do it for.

But soon I learned there wasn't time
for me to stand around and think.
Orders must be taken and
the guns don't wait for you to blink.

Then we see the enemy
and panic fills the air around;
The order and the training
all forgotten as we hit the ground.

Mortars bomb from all around,
but gunshots drown out all the screams.
A soldier falls right by my side,
blood mixed with tears for shattered dreams.

Your friends are falling, left and right;
it's all just way too much to take...
Just close your eyes and shoot it out.
Fire, fire, it's your fate.

Fire, fire, nothing else,
there's nothing else for you to feel.
Lift out of your body, it's a dream,
that's all, it can't be real...
 
People tell me, "Just be glad
you made it out of there alive."
But deep inside my heart I know
I never really did survive.