Mind Control E-Book

Laura Patricia Kearney

• Herausgeber: BookRix
• Kategorie: Geisteswissenschaft
• Sprache: Englisch

Veröffentlichungsjahr: 2016

Beschreibung

"Love is the voice under all silences, the hope which has no opposite in fear; the strength so strong mere force is feebleness: the truth more first than sun, more last than star."

e.e. cummings

Leseprobe

Laura Patricia Kearney

Mind Control

To anyone i have ever hurt in life, i am sorry. In loving prayers to all the innocent targeted individuals out there living in hell on earth, One day the truth will come out about the evils been done on us and to all of those whom took a moment to read this, thank you all BookRix GmbH & Co. KG81371 Munich

The soul in my mind

" The monarch and the handlers " 

They wiped her brain

tried to pass it off as insane

so they could use her for there 

cruel experiments

She became

a walking doll

while her handlers, tried to install

new memories

She became nothing but a tool

while taking her as a fool 

these corporations have no dignity

parading her around 

Like rats in a lab 

inducing more pain and drugs

just to study and monitor the effects

and when it doesn't work out, she is sent off to rehab

They insert triggers in her

she's now a walking doll

and her humanity

is now at there beck and call

The people around her

notice the change

she's not herself

she's acting strange

Living in a mind trap

this girl is about to snap

so they wipe her clean

her old memories are nowhere to be seen 

Her handlers think this is a game

This butterfly

has become a monster

how much more 

Can they take

from her

when she has nothing 

to give, nor lose

She doesn't even

get to choose

of the dreams to come

and when she is done 

This doll is not fit for resale

" 9 am drinking song blues "

it's 9am on Sunday morning

and I’m drinking 

and in drinking

thinking about the coldness outside

i woke up late today

feeling weak

unable to speak

of the things flowing through my head

its 9 am and I’m drinking

to stop this thinking

and its cold  blistering outside

I’m trying to hide

so I’m just going to lay here

just gaze out near, the window

and watch the world

carry on

it wont be long

now before

my eyes even open

i know I’m falling down a slippery rope

almost a down hill slope

once you fall

it's way to deep

so i open another bottle to keep

my eyes from tearing up to weep

i think i need a coffee

to wake me up

or another cup, off vodka

to shut me up

and at times i consider

the physical laws

the spiritual laws

of everything i do

just between me and you

its 9 am and I’m drinking

and I’m drinking