Psychosis

you

don’t know the extent

of the atrocity

I’ve been through.

the nightmares,

the torture,

the rape.

none of it was real.

none of it was real.

what can I say?

I didn’t survive;

I died many times over.

I shouldn’t be here,

on this Earth

breathing.

life is fickle,

and the middle finger the wrong way

can land you in Guantanamo faster than you can say

“I love you”.

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