Purple Heart
Purple Heart
I feel like a man who has come home from war
I don’t see color in the faces that I once loved anymore
Time plays awful tricks
My daughter was so young when I left
But now she’s grown and I don’t have a heart for this
By the time I came back my father wasn’t much of a talker
But I needed someone to tell my nightmares to
I wouldn’t forgive myself for missing his death
But his tombstone listens well
And I feel like I’m making up for lost time spent
I can’t blame my wife for needing company
I had just hoped
It would have come in the form of companionship not physicality
Honestly is a valued trait but after war
A few lies could have gone a long way
When exhaust pipes backfire, I don’t hit the ground
The death doesn’t make me cringe
And the interrogation lights didn’t make me
Hate myself for being proud
Some men just want to watch the world burn
Some men just want to watch the world hurt
