Heartless and Disorientated

1223

So, there I was. locked away. stuck staring out the window of that acid room.

So, there I was. sitting against that padded wall.

So, there I was. they all thought I was insane.

So, there I was, not quite sure just how I got there.

Beyond the glass there was a war zone, the clouds were pouring flames.

The trees were scorching

the land was burning

Bullet holes in the facade- so many bullet holes in my brain.

They never let me out of that room- but I could hear my neighbors screaming.

I could smell blood on the other side of the door.

One day a bomb fell from the sky,

I could hear the machine guns tolling- the sky exploded into the room, and now the fire was chasing me.

The door seemed to unlock, as it fell inward onto my floor, and i caught a glance of that number etched upon the door.

So. There I was- Room 1223.

So, there I was. Free at last? or so I thought it- for the fire was chasing me.

I'm standing in a war zone,

amidst these hungry flames

searching for something that I could blame.