Bombs Away

"Bombs away" they say

As youre running for your life far far away,

blood on empty sidewalks filled with nothing but broken parts of buldings 

soliders lie dead beneath you, while your heart races of fear, trying to erase these feelings. 

nothing but cold memories in your head of the place you were born, 

Nothing was defeated or gained it was only shown. 

When trust has worth like platinum bars, you'd hope to see tommorow but never had your hopes up, 

cause there was no escape, no cars. 

My place, my home, Bosnia. 

So close, but yet so far. 

-Tajana Vujic