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Torment

Conrad Trudelle



Awake again

the night so long

The dreams have returned

The sound of screams

in the air

Telling myself

I don't care

Have to survive

no matter the cost

Another piece of my soul

has been lost

I've done it again

I've taken a life

There is no soul

to absorb the strife

How many times

have I done the same

I've lost my heart

I have no name

I cannot stand

what I have become

no longer a man

Only a gun

War is hell

This is true

but this is what

I've been trained to do

When the guns are quite

the explosions not heard

The echos continue

with nary a word

Only the screams in my head

every night

when I go to bed

God please

the faces

don't let me see

They are with me now

and for eternity.
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Submitted on September 19, 2012

Modified on March 05, 2023

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Scheme X X X A A X X B X X C B C X D X D X X X X X E X E X F E F G G H X H
Closest metre Iambic dimeter
Characters 641
Words 143
Stanzas 34
Stanza Lengths 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1
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Conrad Trudelle

I have been to more places than most people, I have done more things than most people, I have survived more things than most others have encountered. I have continually learned throughout this process and arrived at the conclusion that the differences we see keep us curious, and that keeps us alive. Never ever stop learning, and school and college is not the only place to learn, in fact it is limiting the amount and quality of knowledge we have. Communication is what makes this planet better, we have to learn to communicate better. Communication is not only content, but also delivery. talking to or with someone is totally different than talking at them. more…

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