Tonight

spending nights alone
always gets me in a horribly depressing mood.

Can't live like this anymore.
This is crazy.


I have no idea what is happening,
why it is happening,
and how it even happened.


Waiting,
anticipating.
For something that will never come.


Give it up,
just to take it back.


I can't.
I just can't.

let you go.

save me. 

When the morning comes

so.

Operations Specialist.

Stressful life ahead.
But at least I'm out
from the dreaded life.
of mud, blood and death.

Nights spent in terror,
no more.


I'm not meant for this.
But hey,
that doesn't mean I won't 
try my best.


I'm going to be the best.
Everyone will know me.


Challenge
Accepted.