War poem

A person going off to war, Frightened to die, Confused what to do. Walking towards the field to fight,gun fire’s going off Map where to go, Blood watring everywhere. Wet muddy trenches to sleep in, Stories letters going back’n’ford to soldiers love one. Darkness from the bombs,Tears from soldiers who have died in war,Sad for fallen soldiers in actions,Horrible to see. Stuck trying not to get shot,Friends to talk to when not fighting,Thunder Darkness So they can't see Nervous Not to die by the foes,Going to hell weak if you don't have a gun.