Five Yards From The Trench

I cut myself with words
As the razor blade's my rhyme
Too many lost beginnings
And there's simply just no time
I'm an unlucky soldier
In this long war of crusades
Steel springs I have not
Buried in some unmarked grave
Swallowed by the shadows
I'm distorted by the sun
The running of the gauntlet
Leaves me without adrenaline
Sinking like the band that plays
Drowning in nightmares
Alone inside a small, dark room
I wonder if you care