Beyond the Warrior Within

    Many nights have pasted since I have been plagued with a sleepless night. Perhaps, tonight should be that night. It seems rather fitting it would be this night, as I do intend to start a new workout routine in the morn. Though, despite that fact it seems no matter how long the pillow engulfs my cranium, I am destined to be left wanting that ever sought after end to this day.  Creativity seems to be leaving me, that is in comparison to my former years. Today seemed like the first day in ages that I performed any sort of musical in the confides of my lavatory.  The beautiful deep writing I used to commit to at least once a week has also appeared to slowly halt as well. My soul yearns to remedy such, as I am still filled with just as many thoughts. Discerning the cause of such slacking has eluded me as of late. The writings of years past were mainly after I had been so consumed by malice and discontent that I had no other choice to spread the red hatred onto the black and white of a computer screen. Lately, such malice and discontent is becoming much more difficult to find. Not that I would complain of such in the least, merely explaining one of the few theories I have for this lack of creative fluid. There are a handful of sore subjects I could cover at the moment, but at this point it doesn’t seem to have any necessity, as I am not dealing with them right now.

I was considering to myself today as I was shaving what sacrifice I had made to become a United States Marine. Freedom, they tell us that is what we are fighting for. I have not seen my family since Christmas. I rarely get the chance to go home and not feel rushed or stressed about getting back to base on time. It takes near an act of the Lord Almighty to even take a vacation in this place. Mainly, because they feel I am incompetent about using the wonderful interstate program of our fine country. I quoted how it was very well one time, ‘I am overworked, underpaid, sexually frustrated, and treated like a kindergarten student. ‘ Just tossed that one in there because it makes me laugh. If you support the war or not just know this. Regardless if the military is here or in the big sandbox, they gave up their entire lives so you can live without wondering if your country is protected or not. Chew on that. I’ll be back sometime with a longer post. Tired setting in.

All for Christ.
<3
Zachary Piontkowski, LCPL USMC.

I’d like to see you out in the moonlight.