I walked slowly towards the gates where a guard stood. As I walked by leaving a trail of smoke and ash in my wake his eyes went wide as he asked “by god boy what’s happened to you !?” . I look back confused by the question before my eyes fall to my body. A Miriad of gashes, scraps, and burns mark me like a road map of the hell I’ve walked through. That’s when I realized a cold truth…once you go numb on the inside the real traumas you suffer don’t even register.