Where are you? pt. 2
….. the wind rips the question from my lips with such force it pulls the very breath from my lungs.
In shock I watch as it gathers strength and speed. The skies turn black and my head begins to spin.
I feel as though I am losing control, losing consciousness.
First comes fear, the fear I may never live to find you. Next, comes dread as I dread the moment where I lose consciousness to the growing storm.
Finally, Panic engulfs me as I fight to stay awake in hopes of just catching a glimpse of you before I die.
Oh, how I could rest knowing at least you were coming for me.
The storm grows in strength. The winds pull the breath from me. The light in my eyes begin to dim.
As I slip from the Mountain top toward the valley far below. With my final breath I ask one last time, Where are you?
Out of the Storm winds is a touch on my shoulder soft as a dove.
With a calm whisper you say “I’ve always been right here my love.”
Will suicide eventually win?
When I was a kid I dreamed of enlisting and going to war.
I really didn’t know what I was headed for.
I enlisted and got the call to strap on gear and go over there.
I walked tall and thought that they should all be aware.
Once I landed I saw humanity at it’s worst.
It filled me with so many emotions I felt as if I were to burst.
After doing this twice I came home numb.
I was judged and called a liar by those that still have no clue.
They can’t direct their own lives and I’m the one who’s dumb?!
So many things and faces run through my head.
I try everyday to find something to keep my mind busy.
Sometimes those things are so great I wish I were dead.
Sometimes they’re just enough to only make me dizzy.
I try, I try and I try not to let the bad things in.
But all I can wonder is “Will suicide eventually win?”
Believe what you want….
You can believe what you want.
I can believe what I want.
This doesn’t make us enemies.
It just makes us….well, just different.
What makes us enemies is you trying to prove my belief is either wrong or less than yours!
I am… MADNESS
I am all that you have done.
I am all that you have endured.
We have met in battle, but I have always won.
In the end, your soul to me is ensured.
I dominate the shadows of your mind’s eye.
Try as you may, fight as you can.
Your struggle is futile, nothing you can do but die.
You fight and struggle because you think it makes you a man.
I will devour your mind like the night devours the day.
Time is on my side and it will not bend.
Soon I will consume you, I am on my way.
I am…..MADNESS and your mind will be mine before the end.
The Protector
I will die so you can live.
I do this because your life you CAN not or WILL not give.
I do this because it is my souls calling.
Only the ungrateful won’t shed a tear as my brothers and I are falling.
We will stand strong in the faceof the enemy and not budge.
Our actions are not for you to judge.
When your nightmares become real and you find there’s nothing you can do.
It is I “The Protector” that will stand between them and you.
This Ring
I sit here at the Convoy area waiting to go on the road.
Checking my equipment and making sure I have a full combat load.
Checks all done and waiting in line.
Each truck starts in turn, I’m waiting on mine.
Dangers are waiting on the road, who knows what we’ll see.
Rockets, VBIED’s, IED’s, I wonder what it will be.
Over the last few days you and I have talked about our love and what the future will bring.
I can’t wait for this tour to be over and one day kneel in front of you and ask you to have this ring.
—- D. Hardman 10Nov09
Across the miles
Across the miles thinking of you.
I am wondering and anticipating life.
Soul on fire, heart is anew.
Wanting to make you my wife.
Some things still need to be done.
Anxiously waiting for the day we become one.
The day I return home
On the road the desert is like a sea.
Sand all around me as far as I can see.
For miles and miles, driving is what I do.
Wonder and anticipation for places I’ll see that are new.
There and back again I do roam.
Anxiously awaiting the day I return home.
Hills of WV
Sailed the seas I have done.
Battles lost and battles won.
Sometimes scared, sometimes mad.
Sometimes happy and sometimes sad.
My travels have made me wise.
But the hills of WV are always a welcome site for my aching
eyes.
Love is what I’ll feel
| You’re heavy on my mind and I cannot sleep. Heavy are my thoughts, I just want to weep. Months at a time I must go away. One day in your arms I hope to stay. These are things I am called to do. I hope and pray you can stay true. Being away from you the months seem to creep by. Sometimes I ask myself “You do this, why?” Then this tours end becomes real. And when I get home and see your face Love is what I’ll feel |
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