I Can't Live

Blood, Gore, and Insanity

Blood, gore, and insanity. 3 words that perfectly describe war.

As I'm being rushed to a medical post I'm going in and out as if I'm slowly dying, oh wait I am. When I make to the medic all I hear is screaming, blood, gore, and insanity

They gave me drugs to numb the pain but it didn't help all I felt was the only pain of the and them trying to take it out of my shoulder. If only I had been lucky like Carl and the bullet went through a deer first. All there is at the medical post is death, blood, gore, and insanity.

I pass out from blood loss and when I wake up I'm in a bed that has uber level of uncomfortableness. The good thing was that I was stitched up and better but I could still hear gunfire and explosions. I drift off and the thing that went away was the blood, gore, and insanity.

When I wake up they're going through and getting every able body to get out there and fight. When they get to me they say "Are you good enough to fight soldier!?" I quickly say "yes sir" and he replies with "Then get up, gear up and go fight for your country!" When I get out there it comes back, blood, gore, and insanity.

I was fit as a fiddle as if nothing had happened but that must of been the adrenaline rush from the motivation of the words "go fight for you country". After seemingly forever the gunfire stopped and they started retreating as if we had won. After a bit of confusion everyone counted the body's and recovered the dog tags. But all of this mourning was about to be interrupted by a radar technician came out of the building screaming "Bomber, there's a bomber headed our way everyone get inside now!" Then pretty much immediately the bombs start dropping which adds to the blood, gore, and insanity.

The only words to describe those many hours are blood, gore, and insanity, blood, gore, and insanity, blood, gore, and insanity, and more blood, gore, and insanity. It's as if those words won't stop repeating themselves in my head.