Food For Thoughts

page9- mentality of a soldiers mind

(unfinished )

My love amuses me

I laugh at how much i take

Even when i continue to break

And i'm sitting here waiting

For those words to become a screenplay

And i wonder if i could write a book on every time you hurt me

I've been pushed to the edge

But i haven't fallen to my death

The words you say stick to me and never go away

I no longer crave to be numb

Because you have now made me this way

So i sit and feel the horrid pain in my chest

As i  read every word that you just left

I see i am not worthy to even pass this test

So i don't know why i  continue to sit at this desk

Pick up my pencil and prepare for the test