Operation Enduring Home
Its at the tip of these fingers
On top of my skin
Coming out of my pores
Did I grab the trash bin?
Was it for inside or out?
Which way is up or down?
Im losing control.
I was under control!
Wheres the remote ?
Its next to my wallet.
What is a pocket?
I'll try to call it.....
I hear with my eyes!
I'm fucking losing my mind!
STOP!
Calm down!
Youre only standing in a line….
Is somebody here?
Was somebody there?
It looks like the door,
Its .... usually More... or....
Do I always leave it half open?
Im just a worry
its probably nothing
But what if its sonething?
Did he already leave?
Is she here cause shes mean ?
I'll always protect,
My house I'll defend
Full confidence with my knife;
They're there, this way they come!
Tighten my grip, once again with my knife!
OH FUCK! Of course! why wouldn't it be my wife?
Now at peace with My thoughts
Im finally ok.
I made it back home
Where my insanitys at bay
My family understands me
- And we've fought so hard
And Been through too much
But I can never be Trevy,
he can never back
To the flat plain,
that fucked foreign land
So glad to be gone
away from the stress
No longer counting the days
till lifes not a mess
I know I am missed and
Their love keeps me blessed
As we sleep on this floor
The four walls, in a barn
I'm back home in the war
By my side, in my heart
My Brothers in Arms.
Author: Trevor Hakes,
OEF '11-12, '14-15
Never Forgotten
"Till VALHALLA"
