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