taught to fear god and trust no one other then the brother standing at your side. sent away to a place that is not home, sent away to a place were the people hate you and everything you stand for. a battle field is where your live is spent, a battle field where death is only a second from event. why was it so hard for them to understand you’d return BROKEN? why do they think you’d be the same? soldiers are only so brave, even the strongest wash away like CASTLES by the ocean.










