This is a poem that I wrote following the war.
People talking
And nobody listening
Invisible Silence
Dark Tears
Blank nights
My Lonely Heart
Isn't Whole
Crimson Blood
Camouflaged Bodies
Wolves venture
Into the night
Hot Days
Cold Nights
And no one is listening
Last hugs
No sound
Painful scars of fear
Black pictures
One more time
For your touch
People talking
No
Everybody talking
Nobody Listening
Standing among
The few, Without knowing
I Scream
Nobody hears
We are all at beat
With a war
Why?
More screams
Not from me

Space
A Battle field
Running
Distracted Mind
Heavy Breathing
Darkness,
Continuing, darkness
Where am I?
Why did I commit
Myself
To this life?
Where is the reason?
I want to go home
Cry for help
And No one is listening
We are all caught
In between
A world where
We could die
A gun,
Please don't shoot it
Midnight sky
Everything can hurt me here
I stopped and thought
No
Nothing
Everybody says they care
But nobody really does
They take me away
5 Follow
They have them to
Yelling
And No one is listening
I tried to help
To call out to somebody
Nobody answered
Nobody saw me
Nobody helped
Shadows
Video Camera
Unknown Language
Questions
Strange people
I don't like this place
Pain
Sprit Leaving
Heavy Light
Drifting
Passion, none
White
And No one is listening