"Illusions of Safety"

Submerged in the depths of night,

You stand beneath the crimson sun's gentle light,

And once again, I'm just a child in your sight,

Facing the wall, pretending with all my might.

I returned home through the pouring rain,

Blame-covered plains, a never-ending chain,

Swaying in the wind, a continuous strain,

The plane ride back was nothing but pain.

My hands itched, longing for some peace,

As a fallen tree marked where home used to cease,

Now, every memory lingers, never to release,

A paralyzing presence, a haunting tease.

Every plan remains suspended, never to take flight,

Unrealized dreams, trapped in endless night.

I glimpsed a fleeting second of paradise so bright,

All value, all meaning, in that brief respite.

But that expanding illusion, it couldn't last,

Disappearing, fading into the past,

The safety I felt was gone in a flash,

Now, the uniforms passing by, their judgment cast.

With blood-red eyes, they'll scorn and chide,

As I wander through this world, nowhere to hide.