Goverment Slave! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! Poem by nic hillen

Torn and empty but struggle on
Captive in a world that I don't belong
Years of frustration, thoughts turned ill
When I fell victim to the gates of steel
Exhausted hope, diverse cries
Being observed by malicious eyes
Tears are falling down like streams
Freedom lost in distant dreams
Walls stained with terror and sorrow
Invaded by fear that's hard to swallow
Violence brews, you can taste the tension
Blood will spill but hear no mention
I solely lay and reminisce
On things I never thought I'd miss
To see the moon and starry skies
The dawning sun as it begins to rise
I bless the day I walked out that gate
For some this place will be there fate
My tormented mind has been engraved
With scars from being a government slave