How long can a breath be borrowed sustained?
A heartbeat sparked but nothing regained
No need for activity from the brain
Machines hum softly, their rhythm a plea
123 to ABC could turn into AED
Life suspended yet not truly free
How will you stay alive?
When the queen sits deep within the hive,
Hiding behind the workers who know they need to survive?
I guess this is to you, goodbye
Or suspended
To make sure the blood pumping is never ended
Imagine your entire character created
Told to the world
Your entire narrative dictated
Can't introduce yourself anymore
Details more prominent then you actually hold
Yet more important than what has ever been told
People believe what they have been sold
What once was?
Now never will be, aha!
Abracadabra! Ta-da!
Violent to the core
God help you if you make it to shore
Because no one will recognize you anymore
Forevermore
"You were just a whore"
The ashes of what you once were
Scattered after you endured the gore
Your name erased
They use a profile to take your place
Your face untold
The truth gone cold
You stand alone
You are unknown
They speak your words, but it's not you
A version created, to fake a view
The world moves on, indifferent, unkind
Erased from everyone's mind
Each word a cipher the code to conceal
The truth encrypted lies seal the deal
Shifted so the truth is never sifted
A riddle of echoes forever twisted
They write, they weave, they hold the lore
The tale that binds forevermore
Bkb uhdg ehwzhqh wkh olqhv, wkhb dvn,
Zkhq wkh vxisdfh johdpv, d shuihfw pdvn?
Ghwdlov glvvroyh wuxwkv ohiw wr eoxu,
Wkh qduudwlyh vwdqgv wkhlu zrugv suhihu
Wkh orfn lv qr pdwfk iru d fxulrxv plqg
Zkdw’v klgghq lq sodlq vljkw lv riwhq ghvljqhg
Wr fryhu wkh fudfnv wr eoxu wkh olqh,
Brw wkh wuxwk uhpdlqv iru wkrvh zkr doljq
Layer by layer the code unwinds
Ciphers cracked by curious minds
Shift the letters reverse the tone
Transpose the cipher decrypt the known
A key to unlock or brute force the gate
Nested in puzzles they encoded your fate
Caesar's shift substitution's guise
Transposition's dance anagram's ties
Morse's pulse vignere's key
Each one unlocks the mystery
No one will ever know it’s true, you
No one will ever know you, truth
No one will ever see through
No one will question what was done to you
No one will know the depth of the game
No one will know the truth to your name.
No one will see the cracks that show
No one will care to really know
No one will see the truth beneath
No one will hear the silent grief
No one will ever look too close
No one will notice the hidden ghost
Everyone believes they adore the most
Everyone taking it as their host
Everyone thinks someone holds the key
Everyone blind to the reality
Will you be happy if you don't have to think?
Because they purposefully created the drink
That put you on the brink, numb to the core
A poison masked as something you adore?
A plan so subtle, it feels like care
Wrapped in kindness, a false affair
Their whispers sweet, their promises grand
Yet each one digs a deeper line in the sand
The world spins on with a hollow beat
Your voice is lost beneath their deceit
What once was yours is now their claim
You are the silent puppet in this hidden game
They give you comfort as they steal your mind
In the silence your truth’s confined
Words, your chains, so subtly spun
Until your fight is gone and the battle's won
A plan disguised as love and trust
Made to soothe as you turn to dust
They promise ease, they promise peace
While you're dissected piece by piece
And now your authenticity?
Ceased
And the story will be played on repeat
To everyone they force "you" to meet
You don't really sit in that seat
They create a puppet to keep it neat
Their savage cruelty wrapped in the tightest deceit
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