the box

they follow you silently
watching you quietly
there all around you but you can't see
there tasting your skin but you cant feel
they love you but you don't know
just the way they like it so unknown
they see everything
even what's inside your head
they feel everything even when your dead
they take everything right from your brain
up in the light, they feast like kings
on the feelings and emotions, you created for them
your artificial your not even real
this whole life is a game and a fucked up sequel
 nobody cares and nobody's hearing
the screams from within, there is no saving
your alone in the dark, powerless and weak
I can see because I lived there for years
light I never seen, my eyes pinner and bleed
what is this, I don't know, its the first time I've seen
I crawl from the cage of the wicked and evil
crawl to the surface where life and plants grow
I smell the oxygen that finally now flows
escaping my captors now free to run home.