The Incarcerated

Slowly eradicating , slowly unnerving
Gently deceiving , Gently screaming
Hovering and dancing, whispering no meaning
Counting and begging from a formidable being

Once was lost, once was found
Chilling stories lying in that mound
Secrets untold, thoughts are bound
Bolted shackles making no sound

Measured and cultured
Captured and tortured
Innocent soul clattered
Not wanting to be severed