and the blinding bleed of nothingness
Images of war and hell on earth
concrete cages and barking orders
Images that follow waking moments
a shadow of hyper vigilance
Every word in my direction a needle
working into my thoughts
My breath is quicker
pulse jumping into my throat
It is all so irrational
hidden behind closed eyes
I can't explain to everyone
so I hide it behind training
behind this armor of practical confidence
Irony is my dreams come from real life
but they're out of touch
manifestations of reactions
ways my mind protects itself
Imagination leaking into everything
like psychological glitter
there's no way of getting rid of it all
