December the tenth is a
National day of mourning
For no one to hear about but me
It's a reminder of what was
My closest thing to being at war
The sunken eyes of defeat
As I blew a hole through
The innocent
Years it has taken me
To lie and label it a triumph
I pay for my sins with
All-consuming self hatred
For a memorial I can't disclose
To those that could still
Comfort me