The 19th of Fallujah
Don’t let me face myself
The things I’ve done
The brothers I’ve lost
I wish I was free
Stuck in a place I never came back from
This day
The 19th of July
The day that finally broke me
Up to this day
I took all the killings
All the death
But
What finally broke me
Was losing her
The love of my life
While still fighting over there
The first few years after
The date still belonged to her
I still missed her
Longed for her
Seven years later
She serves as a symbol
Of all the horror of war
I went through
This day no longer belongs to her
But to my brothers
The ones I left behind
The ones worth remembering
It belongs to those I took from this earth
They may have been evil
Fell at my hand
But I will never forget their faces
Somewhere someone loved them
Misses them
A respect for life in remembering my enemy
Keeps me human
This day is so dam hard every year
Harder to bear
Because I’m alone
Have to carry myself through it all
The memories
Those that never served
That never saw combat
Don’t understand
“Just forget about it and move on”
If only it was that simply
If I could forget the ones I killed
I would
BUT
I’ll NEVER forget those I left behind
My brothers
Must keep their memories alive
The only way they’ll live on
This is the 19th for me
An endless pain I’ll have in the Heart
Till the day I die…
-Fin-
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