I am asleep.
I am awake inside of my dream.
A car, a white van swerves and stops.
Doors fly wide open, hands grab me.
People talking, screaming at me, to me.
No recoginition can you see on my face.
In a crowd in this van I am alone, lonely.
Trees and cars we jet by at a top speed.
Now in a place I am unfamiliar with.
This group does not like me, does not know me.
They tell me I am wrong with no reason given, a fact they say.
I am scared and yet calm all in swirled into one.
I let out a tearless cry, no sound escapes my mouth to find an ear.
On a plane they take me now, all holding onto me.
Leave the ground and enter dark clouds.
I shall never see things and souls I know of again.
They are going to kill me and I will not struggle.
I know this like I know my ten toes and fingers.
I am not alone anymore, nor lonely.
I become one of them, floating inside their blood.
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