Remember Me Back Home (A Poem)

To my dear sister –
Who never lacked poise and grace.
To my loving mother –
Who always had a smile on her face.
To my trusting father –
May he rest in peace.

Tonight holding hands with my brothers in arms
We’ll fall.
Yes tonight we will fall.
I think it’s better to let it end this way,
So that I can stay away.

Would you even recognize me now?
My hands blackened from gunpowder,
The stench of smoke and death that hangs on me from never taking a shower,
My eyes tainted red by spilling the blood of innocent ones.

Dear sister, remember me back home.
Remember me the way I was.
Being fun and wild just because
It was the only way to pass the time.
Remember my laughs and smiles,
Remember my joy that extended miles.
Remember my love.

This field of souls erased my joy.
These patches of crimson made me believe
That I have no right to grieve.
So much suffering and pain
Locked away in one brain.

The only way to go with honor
Is to face the danger head on in front
It’s the only thing left for me to want.

Please dear sister remember…
Remember me back home.



Another old one. I should really start posting more requently again. Being busy sucks. I wake up on Monday and then turn around and it’s Sunday.

About Ivie

I'm Ivie. An aspiring writer. A dreamer. A lover. A young woman. Just trying to find my way in the world.
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