What you
Know a
Bout me
Nothing
Go to sleep
I gave it back
Systems attack
You watching me
Cameras the enemy
Go to sleep
Collective
Memories
Under watch
Cctv
Watching you
Through looped footage
The closed circuit television screen dimly lit silver shackles wrapped around your neck
Was it like this because or what I've done
Emotion rejection
Deathly gassed filled our black lungs
What was your assumption
No communication
Waiting as the grandfather clock ticks 6
For your execution
Echoes of screams won't fill these hallways
Your religion
Mythology
White cloak fermented Scientology
Blew cool breeze through blue souls
Nothing could save you from the noise
So deafening yet infinitely loud
The cool blood strolls down from your earlobes staining your ever so blonde sideburns
You pray for the decibels do descend but the void of emotions only grows larger
Toe prints in the sand and molten sweet memories can't taint