Torn Perspective

I kneel down in tears and pray as you my dear friend are dead.
The rapid bullet was as swift as your life that flashed before your eyes.
You screamed and I ran but it was too late, I glanced down at the ground.
You sacrificed your life to save mine. I should’ve died.

Your body was buried and tribute was payed,
The battle went on and I fought in severe pain
Your killer soonly joined you , he was slayed,
Revenge has came but my heart was left with a stain.

No one’s lives will ever be the same,
We all could’ve perished with a real wrench,
We've lived a hardcore life with absolutely no shame,
But at last we have given a deep meaning to this shallow life as we know it from the trench.