Never Came Home



Raise your right hand
And swear in an alliance
Sign your life away
To fight evil
And everyone who dares to be defiant

For from boys to men
Their mothers cry
Proud of what has grown
What he has formed in to
A monster unknown

And in distant lands
His faith and courage are tested,
Broken down,
Grinded and twisted...

But his eyes now see
Though they call him blind
As though his fight
Was nothing more than a waste of time

So he swears
And screams in the night
Covered with tears
He's standing alone in the dark
With no one to fight  

For from a man to a monster
His mother cries...no more
Afraid of what he has become
He is shunned
Left behind closed doors

So the Monster grows

About this poem

Not everyone who goes to war comes back home the same way they left. We all have scars of war for those who were in combat.

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Written on January 28, 2023

Submitted by Nathaniel40 on January 29, 2023

Modified on April 25, 2023

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Scheme XXXXX XXAXA XBXB XXCX DCDXC XXXXX X
Closest metre Iambic trimeter
Characters 708
Words 166
Stanzas 7
Stanza Lengths 5, 5, 4, 4, 5, 5, 1

Nathaniel Hackey

 · 1983 · Madrid

40 year old combat veteran. Single father. Living with PTSD and injuries from the war. I have lost so many. But I'm blessed to have my two children. These writings are my mind and heart trying to find where I belong in the world. Cause I feel alone...now more than ever. more…

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3 Comments
  • Ruthmahogany
    PTSD is real. Many people survive war zones but their minds do not survive.
    LikeReply3 months ago
  • Foxlizzie027
    Thank you for your service
    LikeReply 11 year ago
  • markl.65734
    Very well done I really like your writing style and the way in which you convey your thoughts and feelings I hope this one gets a lot more views
    LikeReply 21 year ago
    • Nathaniel40
      Thanks Mark. Means a lot to hear that. I have one I'm going to be submitting today I think you will like. Maybe you could tell me what you think when you see it?
      LikeReply 11 year ago

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