For you


tie me down let me rest
hungry eyes burning flesh
sickening stench wasted life
shakey hands hold the knife
our silent screams and bloodshot eyes
all around us
blood thirsty cries
trading our happiness
showing us pain
now we buy back our freedom
shooting it into our awaiting vein
is this what we wanted
is this what we need
is this what you planned it to be like
are we never to be freed

by: Meredith

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