Rolling just rolling

Rolling just rolling,
Celebrations and lights everywhere blind and deafen me, 
To them its over, 
To me its not,
The memories are still there,
Repeating in my head over and over.

A year ago,
We are cold shivering and alone together,
Silence breezes over us,
Like and icy breath that rips through us,
Its deafening and tortures us,
But then it happens,
The silence breaks, and so do we.
 

We all ripple outwards,
That was our biggest weakness,
The general shouts at us to get together,
And we line up,
He shouts the three words,
The three words 'ready, aim, fire,

As the last word leaves his lips I shoot,
The bullet rips through the soldier in front of me,
And he falls,
I hit him,
Is he dead?

I was going to run over,
Even if he was the enemy,
But...

Rolling just rolling,
Last year a bomb went off and blew off both my legs,
I was the only surviver,
I wish I wasn't,
Why me?
Why?

Rolling just rolling,
Everyone celebrates but I can't,
I can't forget,
The memories haunt me,
They follow me in my bottomless, black soul,
Never letting me go.

So I roll just roll,
Rolling in my wheelchair,
Forever haunted ,
Rolling just rolling.