How Deep Is Your Game?

They Take Away Your Shoelaces And Your Belt So You Can’t Kill Yourself No Matter How Bad It Is. I Guess Making You Live Is Part Of The Punishment.

I Talk To Myself Out Loud At Times, And Feel Embarrassed When People Overhear Me.

I Joined The Army On My Seventeenth Birthday, Full Of The Romance Of War After Having Read A Lot Of World War I British Poetry And Having Seen A Lot Of Post-world War Ii Films. I Thought The Romantic Presentations Of War Influenced My Joining And My Presentation Of War To My Younger Siblings.

But Now, Like A Fallen Sparrow On A Golden Chain, I'm Forever Bound In Shadow, A Prisoner To My Pain.

Each Time I Think There Is No Place Lower To Go, I Find That There Is At Least One Place That Will Mess You Up Worse Than You Were.