Compulsive writing Disorder
Khandahar is where all began IED ignited
my skull in the blink of an eye Kabul came
into view as the smoke clears my body was
being rushed through tunnels the hot sun burning
my flesh sand gravel stuck in my pores I remember
tears on my cheeks that burned like acid rain DOA
DOA medic screamed I thought are they talking about me
while my eye ball hung out the eye socket my nasal arch
was crushed my eye socket crushed my brain hurt
voices muffled as my body lay there stay with me
stay with me I was rushed off again through another
tunnel my brain hurt lights were shining in my eye
I could not speak where am I my mouth opened
nothing came out my vision could not focus am I alive
panic set in I need to know can I be I losing my sight
medic passes me notepad and pen here dear just write
Copyright © Yolanda Nicholsen | Year Posted 2023
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