Altered minds, submissive people, and
screams unlike a heavenly choir, dark
things, and nightshades of purple, skin
afire.
Eyes dark like stagnant pools, what is
your name; it does not matter life will
never be the same.
Unwanted souls, minds defective, body
frail, fight immense insanity; lives
destroyed, controlled, no one to
console.
Imprisoned in straps, flesh burning,
madness and confused memories;
shadows floating across the walls,
damning.
Hopelessness, psychotic visions, white
clad figures and syringes; evil voices in
the ear, nightmares, who cares?
Mind slipping away, a life destroyed, let’s
everyone pray; wooden paddle between the
teeth, what you sow, so shall you reap.
See what happen when your mind is not
whole, your frozen in time; they can take
away your mind.
Electricity coursing deeply into your brain,
you are societies shame; it is not delirium,
you are in the asylum and your world wrapped
in unwanted change.
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