Freedom

Farther and Farther away
As my soul steps before me
I can't see.
I can't breathe.
I try to speak
But they have my voice,
All I know for sure
Is that they have my body.
My soul'll be next.
Once they have me
I won't be returning
Something's grabbing
My leg.
I'm being pulled....
To what's hopefully
My Death.
They have me.
They took away My freedom.
The only thing to do now
Is.......die.
Die.
Die without Dignity,
Pride,
Freedom,
Or Strength.
They are in control
Of what happens to me now.
But whatever they decide,
I'll always be dead inside.