Center latitude

In discrete

Standing straight

Wide open

Hallucinations

Junctions of paths

Stand and wait

Let go, and turn around

Decision making

Not yet made, obsolete

Headquarter's to barricade

Self locked in a room

To hyper ventilate

Straight forward, a mistake

Turned around like alway's

When to change?

Hallucination's far too wrong

For that death in the family

Creature's stir all over the body

Hit hard in you belly

Fasten yourself to the wall

Fatigues, war boot's, and army suit

Shooter gun on the rack

With many others'

Hard to pick

decision making not a thing

inny minny miny moe

Sharp shooter ready to go

End is near

Squad get ready

For there is something in the air

Day next

wake up

hallucinations gone

burn the boot's

Smell the leather

Fatigue root's change the scene