Help

Blasting

Screaming

Pools of scarlet across the vision of innocent eyes

Eyes unable to understand the horror they've seen

They reach out...

Wanting to be saved from a curse they never brought upon themselves

Tears streaming down stained faces

Marked with dirt and scars of battle

Help...

"Stop this...please..." 

They yell from the top of their lungs for a hope of escaping

Help...

Bodies weak from a fight they will never win

Families missing go missing

Empty gazes are all that remain for them

No freedom is seen from the eternal abyss of a life they lead

No one rescues them from the constant nightmare

Weapon in hand 

A trail of blood marking a darkened path they've led

Nothing life to live for

They call out in a soft voice to those willing to hear them

"Help me...."