A new year, with a scary realization.
I'm alone, people are changing, the straight dirt road we once took on in great strides is now a perilous battlefield of broken glass that we have to crawl through. On the ground in the midst of enemy fire crawling past fallen companions who made the terrible decision to stand, only to be met with a barrage of bullets.
So come from the direction of the enemy others come from the guns of their so called friends; did they shoot to end their misery or because they where jealous that these few were brave enough to stand.
2016: A daunting new task is at hand, a task that if I fail to complete will cause my death.