No questions? Is silence resetting?
Don't say a word, "they're" still coming to get me.
There is no relief, there is no forgetting
And some wonder why it's still so upsetting
My screams are ignored, visuals disturbing
Everyone's safe while I'm left to hurting
Alone, hidden cell, "them" always returning
Forced to go back, it's not a journey
Learned to hide, not many are safe
Only chance is my friends now, there's so little faith
I'm sentenced to doom, confined to this place
Where nothing is right, that shows on my face
"Every man for themselves, in this case for sure"
That's not how things are especially in the Corps
My brothers would save me if they knew my war
How long can one last, I can't go on much more
My tears hold the pain, some care to listen
The things that repeat don't belong in existence
Dreams don't leave scars, so "they" aren't mere visions
I have no choices "they" make those decisions
The torture continues with each passing session
"They" are the evil, the cause of rejection
The need to feel safe, such a simple correction
Invisible me, who don't rate protection
The statistics? 1 in 4, 1 in 6?
...then there's me the imaginary number