by Curtis Ray
Somebody trying to escape but can't...
|I spread my wings,
so I can escape this place.
The memories are drowing me with dispare.
The faces of my friends,
giving the look of shame.
I need to escape this place,
but I can't...
Once a soldier eneters the Battlefield,
he never leaves.
The field is where I belong.
To relive the monents that I encountered.
To see my comrades die in vain.
My body may be home,
but my mind and soul is still in the sand...
I spread my wings,
so I can leave escape and go home...