iraq on my mind

distant gunshots are like therapy,
but there's nothing like a hard punch.
Rattling through sentences,
My stupid words just drool out of my mind,
As I try to reconstruct the worst days of my life.

Happy things are hidden behind the normal lines,
But the bad sticks out like crooked teeth on a liar.

I've seen war, but it's not here,
My tv is on but I mute the commercials.
I hate being patronized,
so I forget I'm not deaf as I truly don't listen.

I guess Christmas is coming,
So is everything else.

The holidays don't depress me,
Every other day does.