Waiting for the night to come
sinking beneath the weight
of the world upon my shoulders

waiting for the night to come
sinking beneath the pain
the world has suffered

sinking into the darkness
when night shall cover the world
and no one shall see me cry

waiting for night to come
so i won't succumb
to a broken-hearted world

i want to forgive
and i want to forget
the madness and suffering

the broken promises
and unrequited love
of distant memories

so i wait til the night
to bleed my emotions
forth upon a page

to be forgotten
by the sands of time
until nothing remains

except the dreams of nights
were tears stain the ground
and the world stood still

beneath the lucid moonlight
of a rose colored hue
that burns like fire

i stand on the hanger floor
as the crowds tickles in
with somber eyes and
tear stained cheeks

i stand there
and watch these people weep
watching as my friends say goodbye
but i can't help it

as i feel nothing
as i laugh internally
knowing my time is next
and no one will cry for me

i start to move
and say to everyone
"I'll see you in week"
and ******* like regular

we crack jokes
about how the year will fly by
flying over afghanistan
and the stupid PT belts we have to wear

i look down at my watch
the seconds drag on
like we're trapped in a vortex
we just can't escape

a voice comes over the P.A system
"5 more mins and then we get the formation started"
as more tears stream down
the faces of family members

i make the rounds to say goodbye
it doesn't hit me
til i walk out the hanger door
i have a week, just seven days

til i am on the other side
watching it allover again
but it will be me
standing in formation

ready to leave

today i awoke
knowing the danger
that awaited me
as the dust settles
the litters came
one at a time

weapon in hand
locked and loaded
pointed at a bus
the litter hits the ground
dazed and confused
tears in their eyes

i rush over to carry the wounded
underneath the rotorblades to safety
not knowing til its too late
they're already dead
the clock is clicking
upon highway one

weapon in hand
pulling sercuity
as the buses rush around us
today i woke up
knowing the danger
of going unarmed and unafraid

the lifeless eyes staring at me
as i lowered them to the floor
as the tears stained my cheeks
as the anger gathered inside me
angry my brothers just died
but i can't show any emotion

standing at attention
as the rotors turn
awaiting my brothers in arms
as the flag covered brothers
inch closer to me
my final salute rendered to their memories

The weight of the world
coming down upon your shoulders
you can feel your bones breaking
beneath its suffocation grip
searching for a release
gently pulling away
from the pain
with the ease of a noose

a somber symphony
plays while the angels
pull you away
from the weight of the world
that you carried bravely
upon your shoulders
so close your eyes
it won't take that long

ease yourself to sleep
and let the angels
carry the weight of the world
so you may find
peace at last
and rest your tired shoulders
beneath the grass

There is Joy
There is Tragedy
There is Happiness
There is Sorrow

all these we have come to see
in times of darkness
for there was hope
at the end there was a light

shining brightly down upon you
illuminating you with strength and courage
few have ever seen
and fewer still possess

what is done
is now in the past
what is unknown
has hope for brighter days in the future

out of darkness comes light
and this you know firsthand
for you now carry the hope
of the next generation to come

There is Love
There Is Hate
from the heaven's above
nothing is too late

carry hope
and the light shall cast a path
illuminating serenity
and the hope of another day

Upon the nightly news
the images of war
implant impressions
of an innocent generation
brought into this
by the tragedies of death

i raised my right hand
to defend this land.
from enemies,
both foreign and domestic
now i hold an M16
and breathe so shallow

this is what i choose
its taken me this far
rebuffing their transgressions
to protect the next generation
so they may find bliss
this is my final breath

i will take in the sand
from the horrors i've seen firsthand
by our enemies
both foreign and domestic
nothing i could've foreseen
and i feel so hallow

on the inside
but this is war
this is my job
i've chosen to do
to be the silent guardian
standing watch

when will Washington decide
this has gone to far
and we've been robbed
and peace is long-overdue
but we are the silent guardians
forever standing watch

we will fight the wars
and defend this nation
forever and always
but without war
were would be
the American soldier

the experience of war
in a land so far
so far away
so far away from home

they ask,
but i don't answer.
the dreams i have,
i chose not to remember.

in darkness i sleep,
in darkness i weep.
my wounds, they
have not healed