Arrival

My eyes burn in agony

From the sights I have 

Provided for them

Along with the long hours of slave work.

The clock on the wall strikes three

Inside the extremely barren room

Where they have sufficated me

Within the freshly folded bed

That is sickenly sanitary

Along with the rest of the place.

I am losing it

I am losing a grasp on reality

I have lost it

I have lost my life

It was sold off

In order to pay off my debts

That I owed my parents

From all the years they took 

Such great care of me

Raising me to become such

A wonderful human being

Within this sewer of a world

Where we are nothing more than rats.

Oh,

Here they come

The damned doctors

With their straps that fly across

The bed as wheels come out

From underneath,

Rushing me away

Whisking me into the late night

Filled with the falling snow,

And so we fly off

Hell bent to the prison

That place fro the clinically insane

Where those of us who think

We are ok are sent 

For lying to ourselves.

We aren't safe

We aren't trusted

We cause harm

We are lost souls.

As we continue on our way

Hurtling through the starless night

I begin to laugh

For they must fear me

Not wishing to say a word

But instead ignoring me

As I am just another person 

Another number to help

Add more money into their pockets.