Open Mic: Seen Better Days...

 

i've been to the belly of the beast, its centre!!,
the gargling acid within' the calmness an splender,
the stone walls, the chillings down your spine,
the toxic screams that devower n drowned ur mind,
the cold bars rescricting the beauty of nature,
this captivities pure, but wat flows thur me is faker,
my asylums my mind, my insanity is my cage,
i dream of dismissal, but the fantasies r so vage,
my mind opens its wings, i stay in the boas constrictions,
hopeless, a victim!!, stuck in'a state by hyposis, the system,
to cope this is wisdom, but knowledge dsnt offer protection,
it in-sights panic an softer perceptions, the doctored infections,
no proper corrections, just obsessions of officers power,
the sights r sour, as our cell "structions" devoured in hours,
we plummit as cowards, but they're built up on officers towers,
our minds reach the heaven, but our bodies go down-wards,
my angels barracaded outside, inches from my reach,
my loved 1s insight, but still held only inches from my speech,
my crys, my screams, seeped in an tantilized my dreams,
wishing for demise its seems, till i relized their scheam,
.....devouring the people, is over powering the people,
the systems been put is place, but its cowardly an evil,
the lies built to change our lives is our only demise...

..after i get afew battles, i wud like to apply to join The Dynasty..