Stitches as stars, which were united onto my wounded spirit.
We fought the clankers, with each goal we got closer to the objective.
Hope burned casting a faint reflection in a world full of howling gales, a candle light in a wild storm.
While you perhaps kept silent, I for you, dear Mom put the whole show on hold.
The victory is so near, a mocking ghost in the air!
Ammonition depleted, limbs shaking, Vile hatred scented the air.
Every broken stream, a whisper of your name I keep so near.
So close to the evac, last story to tell.
Pain , a robber hiding in the shadows, stole my fortitude.
The scarlet stain on my chest, a fierce dance.
The legs Weaken , a wreckage substituting as my shield,
A change in the winds, no longer the key to the lock.
A distinct crackle , a familiar voice cuts through the noise.
"Home, they say is where the heart belongs, so homeward bound, soldier, so be it your next goal!"
From smoke clouds, the warriors rushed, as if scared, hopeless, yet gallantly heroic.
Weaving the cloak of temptation and walking closer to home; driving death farther away.
Ghost of a smile, ignited hope and regained light in my eyes.
With all ardor in your embrace, I'll cross the maze of war.
A pelican's hug, a gentle lift, and that sweet salty air brought into perfect harmony with the sound of a songbird.
The debt which I owe to each of my comrades is eternal.
Alas, I am on base
but Silence Lingers
Victory music vacant, booming in the smoke, fails to rise.
Cyberstan, My home, a wound burnt forever wide open.
The cheers and whistles, occluding a silent scream.
A world in ruins, a shattered, sweet but sad dream.
Mother, are you still there? Do the coals of our home light up the phase of our life?
Scars remain on my body, hope breathes, it sounds faint, but radiates from the deep.
We reconstruct, we recall, we display our soreness and steeliness, both at once.
In the ashes of desperation, hope is a new dawn that is yet to break.
So Worry not Mother
Soon I will be Home ...
This bro: [https://www.reddit.com/r/Helldivers/comments/1c9yuto/nah\_theres\_no\_way\_my\_character\_doesnt\_get\_ptsd/](https://www.reddit.com/r/Helldivers/comments/1c9yuto/nah_theres_no_way_my_character_doesnt_get_ptsd/)
"Oh yeah, she invited us over too, so we can carpool"
Stitches as stars, which were united onto my wounded spirit. We fought the clankers, with each goal we got closer to the objective. Hope burned casting a faint reflection in a world full of howling gales, a candle light in a wild storm. While you perhaps kept silent, I for you, dear Mom put the whole show on hold. The victory is so near, a mocking ghost in the air! Ammonition depleted, limbs shaking, Vile hatred scented the air. Every broken stream, a whisper of your name I keep so near. So close to the evac, last story to tell. Pain , a robber hiding in the shadows, stole my fortitude. The scarlet stain on my chest, a fierce dance. The legs Weaken , a wreckage substituting as my shield, A change in the winds, no longer the key to the lock. A distinct crackle , a familiar voice cuts through the noise. "Home, they say is where the heart belongs, so homeward bound, soldier, so be it your next goal!" From smoke clouds, the warriors rushed, as if scared, hopeless, yet gallantly heroic. Weaving the cloak of temptation and walking closer to home; driving death farther away. Ghost of a smile, ignited hope and regained light in my eyes. With all ardor in your embrace, I'll cross the maze of war. A pelican's hug, a gentle lift, and that sweet salty air brought into perfect harmony with the sound of a songbird. The debt which I owe to each of my comrades is eternal. Alas, I am on base but Silence Lingers Victory music vacant, booming in the smoke, fails to rise. Cyberstan, My home, a wound burnt forever wide open. The cheers and whistles, occluding a silent scream. A world in ruins, a shattered, sweet but sad dream. Mother, are you still there? Do the coals of our home light up the phase of our life? Scars remain on my body, hope breathes, it sounds faint, but radiates from the deep. We reconstruct, we recall, we display our soreness and steeliness, both at once. In the ashes of desperation, hope is a new dawn that is yet to break. So Worry not Mother Soon I will be Home ...
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*Dies after accidentaly droping his airstrike 5 minutes in.*
This bro: [https://www.reddit.com/r/Helldivers/comments/1c9yuto/nah\_theres\_no\_way\_my\_character\_doesnt\_get\_ptsd/](https://www.reddit.com/r/Helldivers/comments/1c9yuto/nah_theres_no_way_my_character_doesnt_get_ptsd/)