Here's a few of my poems. They're about a year old, but I still like them. Southern Soldier Boy The smell of the fire. The sound of the gunshots ringing out in the background. I could hear your voice. Begging. Pleading for water. In the haze of smoke and bullets, I ran to your side. You were there, Laying in a crimson pool of your own blood. "I love you," You said as my tears fell on your dirtied sack coat. I wiped your hair away and kissed you. Hoping everything would be better like the fairy tales of youth. But nothing happened. All I could feel was the blood on your lips as you slipped away. Now, I sit here. Still shrouded in black. Mourning the loss of the only one I'll ever love. Praying More than anything That I may soon be with you.