ok so here we go...good thing im high.
the first couple of lines put me in a place with to guys in what seems like a conflict...I guess they are protectiong each other...almost like a fox hole..losing his skin could be him getting hit with a bomb or a bullet...anyway then he runs off in a panic. I gotta be honest man this took me for a ride. felt like when he ran off you took the story with you..telling his part of the conflict...you know going into the darkness and being surrounded...the feeling of death imminent. you know after reading this again it almost feels like the moment when someone is about to the die...the flash of light and his dreams and past flahs in front of him...the brief interaction with his partner...feels like hes going in and out of consciousness...pretty dope...I mean that's what im picturing as I kept reading this. he survived the ordeal...but cant get passed all the death he saw..its real to him..and so he doesn't make it...he made it home but never really was there..if that makes sense....
for me it was a tale of a someone going through a journey and never really finding closure after it was done...he was stuck in that nightmare and couldn't get out of it...seaing all the dead bodies and mayhem..he couldn't handle it...thus the "didn't make it past his thirties" line makes so much sense...atleast in my interpretation of your writing. great stuff bro.
that's my take...thought this was illy son...couple hiccups but the story is what counts...illy my nigga.
Last edited by Inno; 09-29-2013 at 12:47 PM.
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