It all seems so distant and institutionalized;
the horror of factual information of our spiritual deaths.
Why are are we still walking if our breaths have been taken away?
Our minds have been shut down from ever creating a new world for ourselves; we have been drained, I have been drained.
I'm ****** dry of all life but strut aimlessly through each day as if my heart is still beating.
I have become a lifeless drone following the path that the dark universe has destined for everyone to follow.
I wanna cut loose but what am I really running from?
It's so normal to be a captive but I am not normal.
It's my breaking point and I'm finally escaping this suicidal social torture chamber called life.
In the killing of my spirits has come the rebirthing of my mind
I am now me
I am FREE