Obsolete

Souls of the past

Screamed as I passed

While I sunk to the deepest part

Of my own hell.

Memories shattered

Like an concave mirror

My past erased

I am an empty shell.

Knelt on the ground

As they pull and tug

Draining what little life

I have left inside me.

Inside my head

I scream, shout, plead

Yet, no one can hear me.

A forced smile

The nod of my head

I stumble to my feet

For another round.

Process and repeat

Day after day

Bound my these chains

They won't set me free.

5/2021