EchoAngel's blog: "My Writings/Thoughts"

Why chose to live in your hell alone?
Won't you please let us stand with you?
Your voice of knowledge, pain and torment
will teach and bring understanding
and maybe.. just maybe end the ignorance.
Saving not only you.. but us.

I see the torment in your actions
your words so hauntingly scream for peace
with the utmost despair and no reactions
Inside rages a war that the body has already fought.

Behind those eyes of dark
lays a soldier's mind.
Visions you hold replaying the scenes over and over again.
I see the images come across your face
Your movements impaired.
I reach out to you, asking you to share your pain.

You fought for us, those that you never met.
You fought an unseen enemy then and now.
This is a different place and this battle rages on.
In your mind, thoughts are rampant weapons.
Memories and flashbacks are time machines
Destroying the sanity that you hold precious.

Let me stand by you as you have stood in front of us.
Defending. Fighting. Saving.
Protecting at all costs
A cost that is too much to pay alone.

You are a prisoner and without escape.
I may not be able to provide the perfect distraction
and because of that I feel hopeless again,
for your mind is a strong weapon.
A weapon of great love and hate.

Come rest your mind and body.
Your battle is not with me.
I wasn't there when you fought in the past
but I want to be by your side now.
Don't push me away.

I can not fully understand without the knowledge you hold captive.
Prisoners of each other ... let yourself escape.
May your message bring peace to all of us.
Show me and let me feel your thoughts.




A man, a hero, a brother and father.
A son, uncle, cousin, lover
You are a friend, student,and to some the enemy.
These roles you have played in your life
but none describe your mind, heart, and soul's strife.

A woman, a hero, a sister and mother.
A daughter, aunt, cousin and lover
You are a friend, student,and to some the enemy.
These roles describe what you will be remembered by
But what you have done?
What you have accomplished?

Lacking one thing that puts you apart is your mind
Sacrifice that is unimaginable to those not there.
Your complete sacrifice will unknowingly be lost in time.

You have a look where there is no interpretation
and I look in your eyes with little understanding.

What is it that you see, feel, crave?

Peace?
Understanding?
Patience?
Love?

Patience to let you come out on your own from the hell you volunteered for?
But did you volunteer for this?
Had you known what hell you would live for the rest of your life...
Would you have volunteered?

Understanding that through this torment it is not to be taken personally when you turn away
from one that loves and cares for you so deeply... it hurts.
Rejection is not your message, but are you still on duty to protect?

Peace and silence that you crave but only hear the screams,
still hauntingly echoing in your mind and thoughts
and all going unheard by those that need to hear it.

Love that remains through it all..
Why chose to you live in your hell alone when I am reaching for you?
Won't you please let me stand with you?
Where do I sign on and volunteer?
Come rest your mind and body.

I know, in part, what it feels like..
Have my pain and anguish hidden away from prying eyes and minds
You keep everything protected in your thoughts and heart.
Is it that no one will condemn you for your actions.
I won't.

Suffering in silence.
Screaming to be let free.
Wanting to run so fast
to escape the thoughts
but you can't, not yet.. if ever.

People have a strange way of seeking out what they want.
Have to be careful for psychological analogy is rampant and common knowledge
for the fool that does not understand completely.
Everyone has ways and means to get what they want;
leaving you open, bare, unprotected and lost.

Run fast, escape to where no one knows you or cares.
But is that the remedy... the cure?
How far can you or I run from ourselves?

Your voice of experience and pain can teach,
and maybe.. just maybe
end the ignorance and bring understanding
of what war really is.
Saving not only you.. but us.

For who really was this war for?
Is peace the message or is all this for greed.
For to me the message of peace and greed do not mix.

Remember the message but end the anguish.
You have been a surrogate for too long.
Your sacrifice is not seen in death alone
but in your continued life.



Written by Krystal (EchoAngel)
January 2009 **********************************************************