unvoiced screams murdered thoughts

disguised stories known to all

i may have lost the battle

yet the war still awaits the call

i returned home to where i started

defeated, dishevelled and disowned

disappointed by the nation for sale

the only one i called my own

as patience turned into violence

darkness seeps inside my core

i tear and get torn yet i bear

the despicable uniform that i wore

as instincts tempt me to abscond

they complain for the brain drain

and then when i do not run

my drained brain go insane

i am at war with whom and why?

and why i sweat for the cold hearted

million dreams shattered and broke

at the end of war that never started