One soldier,
behind the car,
there,
hiding,
thinking.

Life.
Life is the enemy,
life is the struggle.

Alone he stands,
no family,
no friends,
no future,
just memories,

no,
he didn't want to risk it,
didn't want anyone else to know,
know what his been through,
know what happened to his family,
know that he doesn't remember,
remember being a boy,
remember having a family.

He only remembers the gun in his hands,
the people he killed,
the families he destroyed,

the pain,
the war,
the hate,

one last breath,
one last look,
one last life.