You were the General
leading your way
through perilous battles
of the anguished hearts
and the laments of destruction
holding on to resolve
to claim victory through the trenches.

Little did I know that you were leading me to my own unraveling.

I was a soldier who gave unrelenting
for the one thing I cared about
my country, my home, my life.
It was the place I felt
safe, seen, heard, and myself
but it was out to declare war
on itself to show fortitude.

So here I lay withering away
with battle wounds that seep
into the depths of the weathered
soil and broken homes
watching as the world collapses
all around me, grasping an idea
of false ideation of perfection
as it slowly destroys its core.
All-the-while living in a reality
that I have been suffering for
ages, decaying slowly into an abyss
having already endured the
deception of the place I called home.
Feeling completely numb to the
chaos transpiring around me because
I’ve been decomposing to the
nothingness that you have made me.

All because I confided in the General meant to save me.