Just another casualty of war,
He became one today.
Maybe it's his own fault,
And he's not good enough,
But it seems that her own demons
Have gotten in the way.
Once she said those words,
He knew that he had fallen,
But he didn't realize that pain
That came with it,
Nor did he even think it would
Have felt like he had entered
The flames of hell.
He was floating in mere thought
Of a fairytale,
And then suddenly,
He realized it was a grim one.
The wolves eat everyone,
And the demons are real,
And his heart now lay in pieces
With nothing to hold it together anymore,
He had to be the stupidest man on earth,
And he can't take back the words he said,
Because he meant them, and he can't take back
The feelings he shared,
Because they were real.
The words that were exchanged,
The feelings that were shared,
The connections that were made--
They all have been severed violently,
They all have been removed.
Just another casualty of war.
Only this war was a personal one,
And he some how stepped in the middle.
And now, he's left the battlefield
To stand guard at Hell's gate-
When everyone see him, he'll be slipping
Deeper and deeper into the inferno.
Robert J Nye (2008)
