Ruins part 1

Walking Through The ruins
Of My reality
Armed and Loaded for battle
Expecting anything.

The Dusty streets
And Bombed Out buildings resound
With the sound of gunfire and screams
as death runs its prey to ground.

I come across a Crumbled wall
On it scrawled a word
That reminds me of what this place used to be
and what it meant to me.

Crossroads In the Ruins
Four ways Yet to go
To the Left and Right Are unknown Paths.
Ahead i may find home.

If i turn around ill be giving in
to the simple truth that no one cares
and i am truly all alone
Rifle in my hands
i press forward through this hell
of sword, tooth and shell,
To get home i will face my fears
To return to you my dear.

---- To be Continued ----