Καύλωσέ με! (αν μπορείς…)

 

Alyssa Monks

 

Screams of all the dispossessed echoing through walls of steel,
Forgotten void in the blackness hidden from the eyes that feel.
Witnessed not by any sense of morality in the brutality here,
Beaten, raped and scarred in the boundaries of psychotic fear.

No escape from the induced drugs they pump into rotting veins,
Illusion inset of insanity as nightmares of indistinguishable strains.
Lost without sense of family or environment other than the dark,
They close their eyes and see the same to forever leave the mark.

Guards beatings night after night until unconsciousness releases,
Momentarily from bruises of the much inflicted bloody creases.
Electro therapies as a patient jumps in restraints from the burns,
Can’t get out, can’t escape, nowhere to go from freedom yearns.

But in a place so dark that demons fear with no heavenly access,
A brutality now in hidden chambers as many remains so to caress.
With tools of torture into skin of the afflicted, praying for death,
As their only release before their dying in such a silenced breath.

 

 

 

Can't breathe,
Can't see,
Can't speak,
I'm drowning.

 

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