I’m encapsulated in the unending nightmare of fear. The rain bores on, infinitely; pounding on the grubby ground and turning it into vast lakes of murky water. The miserable, grey clouds dominate the sky and lightning explodes like fiery daggers thrown down on us mere mortals by God. The monotonous sound of raindrops thunder down on the helmets of the soldiers and echo like bullets. The thick floor of mud squelches beneath my feet as I struggle to march on. The repulsive stench follows me along the corridors of the trench; it overpowers my mind and causes the young recruits to spew endlessly, adding to the vile concoction of blood and sweat that my dead comrade’s lie immersed in. The deafening explosions of mortar over No Man's Land pierce my ears and dirt spurts into my mouth as I choke in despair. Yet, I’m still mutedly aware of the clamour of hundreds of men, as they charge in panic, charge into death. A sense of deep sorrow glints in their bloodshot eyes, as they realise the end is …show more content…
Decomposed corpses lie recumbent in my path, frowning at the murky sky and searching for redemption. The same sorrow is in their eyes, but the glint is gone; their empty black pupils now only reflect the emptiness of their lives. The cold air envelops my entire body, and my heart beats races frantically, knowing its remaining beats are numbered. Rapid bullets fly towards me, whizzing past me as I crawl to cover. Men fall beside me, ripped apart by those small, speeding pieces of metal that send chunks of flesh flying and fountains of blood spurting. Thick crimson liquid seeps out from their remains, oozing across the battlefield. It is splattered across my face, as I can taste it on my cracked lips – sour – as it trickles down my grimy chin. The great inundation of rain thundered down, doing nothing to wash the vestiges of my friends from my face as I looked up in one last hope and ask God, why? Then I hear a bang. All hope was now