To Prisoner 2047

I see you

Your tears- trains with passengers of pain

roll down familiar tracks that

Hold memories of brutal attacks

that most people see through facts and stats

That tell you you're a number not a person

Nice to meet you prisoner 2047

I see you,

dressed in black and white, the standard stripes

devoid of any hope

devoid of any life

thoughts fill your mind like who won't survive? who might?

Would you ever feel again happiness or delight?

It's nice to meet you prisoner 2047.

I see you

Your strong facade is breaking.

Your tired like limbs are wracked with aching

And your subconscious mind is trying to convince you that you smell your mothers baking.

But you don't.

Nice to meet you prisoner 2047.

I see you

Your eyes were supposedly those of spies

And spies with those eyes obviously have to die

You know what is the truth and what is a lie

Nice to meet you prisoner 2047

I see you

skin and bone, rotting away with fatigue

You stand feeling alone

But you are in the company of thousands.

I'm sorry for the manipulation you faced throughout it all

and sorry that you ended up with your back against the wall

Every movement leaves you crying out with a moan

The way you died was brutal, an atrocity that no one should condone.

Your death was a murder, and your story should be recalled in a mournful tone.

Because I still mourn the loss of you,

It would have been nice to meet you prisoner 2047

By Elsie Shepherd and Kyah Parchment

Kyah has Wattpad too she is @crescent24 and is an amazing person, go read what she's reading as she has the best taste in books of anyone I know! :D