Survivors?

Like a sponge soaking up fluid,

you keep drawing me back in,

Back to that land of death and destruction,

that cesspool of agony and sin.

It was a long time ago,

most others have all broken free,

But I hear you calling from the darkness,

howling out my name, Please~ just leave me be.

When I wake in a pool of sweat,

then I know you have been slithering around,

Crawling and creeping through my mind,

just like I did on that muddy, bloody ground.

Atleast back then I had defenses,

now I stand completely without,

All I can do is cover my head,

and into my pillow scream and shout.

Then you send in the smells,

that burn in my nostrils like a flare,

The smells of decaying rotting flesh,

and those cold blank eyes that stare.

That's when you know you have me,

when I'm pacing the floor of pain,

You laugh out loud and torment,

while the sweat pours off like rain.

I hear the bullets whizzing overhead,

now I'm right back in that hole,

With a thousand hands reaching for me,

ripping pieces of my haunted soul.

Now what's dripping from my cheeks,

is blood stained tears that fall,

I know they say I did survive,

but my name should be on that Wall.

As the sun came up you slipped away,

like a shadow in the night,

Leaving me alone to explain,

these demons that I fight.