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Writer's pictureLorissa Manners

Wounded Warrior

Updated: Jun 6, 2022

You wore the helmet

You held the sword

You've got blood on your hands


It got real

It got personal

The scars are there

To prove one thing -

You fought


You fought hard

And you lost much

Your head hurts

And your heart aches


Did victory come easy?

Did fate blow its horn?

And wrestle from you

Your last hope of dawn


Did the night stretch on

The hours appear

To be drenched in tears

In wounds and in fears


Nothing can change now

The state of affairs

What has happened

Is done and remains in the soul

As regret or as fear


For there's nothing that helps

At the end of the line

When battle has gone

But the wounds carry on


Into another place of the mind

Like a shadow, or mist

Grey and bleak,

That constantly reminds

Of your time on the field

Of memories there

That hold you in chains

And drain you of time


The wounded warrior

Is the name for you

Because you made it through

But now the war - has you


What can make it better?

What can heal for all time?

Replace the memories

Reframe the the mind


Lay it down

Bring the fear

Give the memories here

I have time to go through

All that's tugging at you

You fought well

You changed much

And the victory now

Is the part where I clear

The troubling mind


I have peace for the fear

A place for the wrong's

I know how it feels

When the battle is long

And you can't see your way

Through the mountain of pain

And your buffeted by

Identity shame


You don't have to be better

Than you are right now

You don't have to give more

Than you gave in that hour

There's a way to work through

The guilt and the shame

There's a way to get back, the taken, the slain


I'm the God of the Kingdoms

All things are by me

I hold the key

To death and Hades

I know the living

And I know the dead

I am the God

Who's blood was shed


So lay it down here

At the cross

Where in pain

I gave it all up

And carried the shame


For I know how it feels

To loose all that I love

And I know how it feels

In the lonely hours

Where the head hurts

And the heart aches

And all is lost


Trade your pain

Trade your shame

Trade your name

For a better place

On victory day









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