z_x_silas

Taken


They came for me in the middle of the night
paralyzed I couldnt fight
what gives them the right
needles razors and laser beams
I couldnt hear my own screams
the most horrifying of scenes
pray to God to wake from these dreams
they came for me in the middle of the night
hit with radioactive hot light
I begged for forgiveness in spite
my weakness is from their might
the quire and their lies
the fire in their eyes
the splendor in the sky
on this cold table I lie
oh dear God why, why
Im too young to die
physically and mentally violated
I feel violent and hated
questioning why I was created
feels like my whole soul was debated
days without time
the worst of signs
encounters of the 3rd kind
probed until I went blind
disappeared seven days before a find
of my body without a mind
my iris implodes with no sight
broken hands griped tight
what gives them the right
they came for me in the middle of the night

--Z.Silas Herrera