Enjoy and as always happy for input

Walked a thousand miles
Through treacherous terrain
To stop this war
To ease the pain

With every battle i win
I lose my self
But thinking of you
Regains my health

I'm tired and I'm hurting
But I finish this today
End your pain and suffering
Lord, stay out of my way

Friends die
With every battle faced
Blood lost
Can be replaced

Limbs lost
Are thrown away
Bluest sky's
Now dark and grey

I'm tired and I'm hurting
But I finish this today
End your pain and suffering
Lord, stay out of my way

Fought all your men
toe to toe with kings
At the end of the day
Still no one sings

So is it worth it
All of this bloodshed
Will it all be over
Once everyone is dead

I'm tired and I'm hurting
But I finish this today
End your pain and suffering
Lord, stay out of my way

I like it a lot. Great chorus.

Thanks pal

As always! Love it! Maybe a bit "sad" topic,but it toutched me. And this is so true...who really wins a fight?

Thanks may :3 always happy when someone likes my stuff

Rather menacing and mean, a threat of revenge in the air?
Let's hope not, there are nuts enough who are tending to "end it" thrusting their knifes in fellow schoolkids, etc.
I have read your poetry for quite a while, so I don't think you mean that.

The message is though:"how tired can you get" and the menace is there.

Did you write this taking distance to look at yourself or are you observing, Trueperfectionsimperfect?

Cheers, mate!

It's about calling time on destruction and revenge. It's about watching people getting hurt and deciding enough is enough someone needs to stop this before there isn't anything left worth fighting for, because in the end if some thing bring pain how can it be classed as truly beautiful.
Yer how tired can you get and how much can you take before you decide it's enough
Glad you got what I was aiming for amaryn