It’s a whale in the sea,
A leapfrog in a pond,
That’s keeping me from you,
It’s been so, so long…
They said no matter the oceans I’d feel the beat strong,
The one from your heart that told a sweet song,
You sacrificed your life for those who weren’t strong,
But who’s gonna fight the battle of being alone,
You took up your shield,
Held honor to your nation,
As you fly that bird that takes you to many destinations,
This place looks familiar but you can’t call it home,
Tell me something will this last long?
The war zone you call norm,
The explosions that rock your core,
There’s this gaping hole that’s created a void,
A vacant store where the light doesn’t shine anymore,
Candles blown out there’s no romance in store,
Thoughts of a year away,
Now it’s three — maybe even four,
Does home not entice you anymore?
What happened to you doing this so you could provide more,
Its beginning to feel like I’m in a boat that won’t arrive to shore,
Please don’t enlist anymore,
Your children need you,
They want to see you,
I’m a second away from hopping on a plane to bring you back to the home you call yours.
*I’m no military vet and I don’t have a spouse that serves, however I have family and friends who sacrifice more than a person going to a 9-5 does. They don’t only leave their comfort, they leave their spouse, their children, their normal, their home — and although they willingly took on this commitment they deserve much more than what they’ve been provided rather that’s health care, resources after returning home, or a way to find their way once they make it back home.