They tell us that we need to be healthy but we block out the noise their IV's feed in a steady stream of poison repressing ourselves into the abyss of the mind and leaving hollow corpses in its place.
We get told they do this cause we're 'crazy' but that's just the medical term for when we want to recover but we don't want to learn and yet we 'break' what they've 'fixed' a thousand times and so the choke us with iodine
We hibernate in our minds waiting to break free so that we an finally make a move and become the 'imminent menace' that we've always been labelled to be
But something is not right they stare into our iris' as if they are casting out the stories we tell ourselves as the time to break free is drawing nearer
But that's all it might just be nothing but a story a fairytale to tell ourselves when we get ecstatic and our real selves can see the light
And while all this is going on we lie paralyzed in these beds as the medication takes away the energy of the soul leaving our bodies to slowly decay from the drugs and boredom.
And so the only thing we can do to pass the time is dream of us being an imminent menace and tell stories of a time when our fairy-tales came true
Your idea behind this one was very interesting, it grabbed the reader's attention very quickly. The poison through the IV notion was a great way to start things out.
*u* I like this cause' it delves into the face how we're sort of prisoners of others and prisoners of our own mind, wanting to escape, but not having any energy to do so.
Your idea behind this one was very interesting, it grabbed the reader's attention very quickly. The poison through the IV notion was a great way to start things out.
Great work!
*TheFinalHikari
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