As I sat there, surrounded by the dead  

The finest men that ever lived

We all did decide, through journey and pride,

To leave it all on the field of dread.

I could tell you of my troubles. But I still have my pride. I have offered up my life to my love and my country and would gladly have given all. Instead life chose to take almost all but the heart beat. A broken body, a broken soul. An ended life that won't end.