Adrenaline in No Man's Land

Just another patrol. Birds in the sky. All is clear. Nothing but silence.

Boots sink in mud. Sky painted gray. Orders in my head,

marching day-by-day. Birds still sing above. Wind through dead trees.

No enemy in sight, just the breeze. A distant hum

growing near. Something's wrong. Cold sweat, primal fear. Adrenaline.

Blood in veins. Heart explodes. Run for life, no escape from the cold.

Adrenaline. Why am I here? Whose war is this?

Puppet on strings. Drowning in abyss. Oh. Buzzing death above. Shadow on my