Rising Tide from The Chronicler by Luke Taylor

I woke up this morning
To see someone staring back at me
Lost in the fog of war he
No longer is my company
Here we are in purgatory
No more orders, no new stories
Only us lonely sons of bitches ride
On the wings of the rising tide
Who will live and who will die
Some unlucky bastard cries
Himself, to sleep tonight
His best friend took a one way ride to hell
Does the punishment fit the crime?
What have I done in your eyes?
I’m just a soldier trying to survive
I’m just a young man I don’t want to die
Have I forgotten the reflection
Or is the mirror broken
Did I cut myself on the pieces
To see if I still bleed
Have I forgotten my home
Did I have one before I left
Is there something more
Is there a life within this death
We take our battle stations
As fires burn across our nation
Fighting for a land
No longer fighting for us
Who is standing for me
Do I walk this life alone?

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