Blood shot glassy window through the minds eye

Paratroopers 

All the times I felt so lost 

Isolated and suspended up in the air surrounded by Clouds

We all can feel completely lost at times like we’re just floating around in the breezes

CALL OF DUTY 

“WW2 Paratroopers”

Their eagle eyes dangerously staring widely glaring into the doom that awaits them all 

War paint drips from their pores 

Raw integrity fearless nerves waiting to pull rip cords 

No time to be frantic the desire to kill becomes sickly romantic 

Teeth grinding 

Taste of blood is on their lips

Locked loaded clips 

Deploy! 

Bellowing cries!

Leap!

Jump!

Pull!