Hows this for a slice of fried gold?

Question

This is about people who have come form war and are not well. This pays a small due to veietnom crazies and now.

In this poem the person does not no who the enemy is and thinks he is still in the war so goes on a killing rampage.

Storming houses will get in you head

Your Mind slowly will rot

Waking at night by bad dreams

Waking at night by horrors and terrors

Enemies all around

Civilian or terrorist

Nightmare or reality

The war is not over

“Yes it is, it has been”

Don’t trust words of strangers

Enemies all around

Kill all

Civilian or terrorist

Answer 1

The middle 4 lines work well

The first four need a lot of work

And so does the last lines

It has promise but I think if it is coming from someone who mind is broken, the poem should have a more fractured feel to it