PTSD

So the in 
became an out
with your interaction
between our minds

I sleep
and escape into
a different light
maybe a darkness
posing as a beam
of brightness
that demonizes
the soul

escape
or captive?

liberator 
or slave

No Heroe here
just a tool
who robs
the innocent
to the whims
of one
world order

As I slumber
I suffocate
from 
the oxygen 
that is provided
for me

PTSD