for a Soldier who has always been to War,
peace feels like the worst kind of Torture.
it is the Loud Silence of comfort.
a Constant, Creeping whisper -
Waiting for the next Bomb to Drop.
it is a Flinch at every quiet Noise,
even your loved one turning a doorknob
is a Gun being Cocked.
when you have never experienced safety,
the Trauma of Battle becomes home.
it is a familiar Hell -
the navigation a map of Scars.
i wonder often, are they Scared of peace?
they never wished for War.
they were Involuntary Dragged to Doom.
but now, the calm is a Void -
and the ceasefire a Siren.
always expecting the next Attack -
the Tension and Misery,
it feels safer than being Unprepared
for a peace that might not last.
Nov 27, 2025
Nov 27, 2025 at 5:24 PM UTC
for a Soldier who has always been to War,
peace feels like the worst kind of Torture.
it is the Loud Silence of comfort.
a Constant, Creeping whisper -
Waiting for the next Bomb to Drop.
it is a Flinch at every quiet Noise,
even your loved one turning a doorknob
is a Gun being Cocked.
when you have never experienced safety,
the Trauma of Battle becomes home.
it is a familiar Hell -
the navigation a map of Scars.
i wonder often, are they Scared of peace?
they never wished for War.
they were Involuntary Dragged to Doom.
but now, the calm is a Void -
and the ceasefire a Siren.
always expecting the next Attack -
the Tension and Misery,
it feels safer than being Unprepared
for a peace that might not last.
I attempted to articulate the effects of trauma. The paradox in which one becomes so used to survival mode that the absence of threats starts to feel like danger. It is a psychological exploration of the consequences inflicted by war, or even any traumatic experience.