The Dead Walking

February 15, 2008

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Sometimes I try to remember... the time of my youth, going out on dates.... my first kiss... But it's hard to recognize, behind this black curtain, covering my memories. Out here in the field, out here in the encampment, everyday I'm surrounded by thousands of humans and still I feel alone all by myself. Every morning, when I wake up I reach out for my dog tags, feeling these cold letters printed into the steel - the only proof of my existence. I fear I might forget my own name, even my birth if it wasn't for these little piece of metal. Sometimes I wonder "will I" or better "will we" ever be able to go back living a normal life?

Maybe we abandoned too much in this fight which was brought upon us.

For me...I now live in a different world, traded lipsticks for filament swords - love for hate. There is no way back. I made my decision. If you hold on life to hard it may slip through your fingers. You are already the walking dead. Realize this and you might not blink and maybe make it out alive. I for myself want to see where this road of no return takes me, the road of the walking dead....

-Ebenaj,
8th Assault Recon Platoon
Valverde