one soldier's thoughts
pigs
I don't get a break from these "pigs"
They're constantly at me
No way to lock them out
The harder I try the more they come
Just eating away at my self esteem
I feel so violated and used
Like a wound on my skin that
keeps getting bigger
No matter how many times i turn to run
they snag me by my ankles
dragging me back into their disgusting little worlds
ripping any chance of change away from my body
until I'm engulfed in their want and needs
caring only for them and not thinking about me
curled in a dark corner
is the only serenity i get away from these pigs
these creatures of filth and disease
They're constantly at me
No way to lock them out
The harder I try the more they come
Just eating away at my self esteem
I feel so violated and used
Like a wound on my skin that
keeps getting bigger
No matter how many times i turn to run
they snag me by my ankles
dragging me back into their disgusting little worlds
ripping any chance of change away from my body
until I'm engulfed in their want and needs
caring only for them and not thinking about me
curled in a dark corner
is the only serenity i get away from these pigs
these creatures of filth and disease
