Prisoner Of War

I have made a lasting picture among
the faces
the night hath plagued
lost it all lie that your fathers
have fought for am i the defiant
one
along a saving grace
neglected left to the dogs
betrayed they've fed me to the fires
placed in fields where near sounds
of terror
fill our ears; vacant sounds
consuming all around
faces lost in the night swallowed
amongst the decay
lost in a time when we still felt
alive the illusion has made us its slace
taken by the fear of desolation
i stay awake throughout sounds of
despair up holding my attention
why has it all come to this?
this life has not finished. help me
a simple man without needs
i have not lost my will to breathe
this can not betray the good in me
i'm not paying for your beliefs
pain is enough