Night never ending

The hours of the night, never ending, and stars all across the sky dimmed down, allow the moon to mourn, while the wind blows silent and the clouds weep on the land. Fear consumed them all, a few broken spirits and the dead remain, only the cruel could feel no pain, hope has deserted but left an eternal flame. Outside this room lies a sea of bodies with waves of men, women and children and beyond this sea, a fence that leads to daylight. Many have sailed this sea but not survived the storm of thunderous bullets that come pouring down. I was one of those who swam across currents of machine gun fire and against the echoes of drowning souls, under the watchful eyes of the planets and high tides of gloom. I was one of those who was crippled and locked inside a room where the hours of the night are never ending....