The halls of battel

Battlefield
I watch a friend
A friend I knew
But didn't
She got shot down
She fell hard
She cried out
Asking for help
As the wound sunk in deeper
It dug into her with such pain
It dug in so deep
That her heart was scarred
It was pierced
It was effected by the many bullets flying through the air
Most got up easily
They shook off the piercing bullets
But my friend that day could not
It had gone to far
I reassured her things were to be okay
She said nothing
It had pierced her heart
The people who hit her were girls
Just as us
Here in a battleground
In a hallway of evil
And those girls heart too
Had been pierced in the halls
After the experience
My friend changed
She was different
She did not speak to me but I could hear her words strongly
I told her to stop but she wouldn't
Her mind was set to destroy
The destroyer
She changed
So I left
Never turning back
I didn't want to shoot in the war
I would rather be shot
So I left
Trouble bumped my old friend hard
Knocking her to her sense
She realized what  she had become
She came back
I did to
How did the bullets not effect you she wondered
Though getting shot is no fun shooting will destroy you in the long run
So I will not shoot but bring up the shot
I will nurse them
And the way I stay is I promise myself now
While I'm strong
Rather then later after I have fallen.