Resistor - Intellectual

I behold the moment when all daylight dies

Our sun has not set; there is a forced absence of light

The air is not absent in here yet my lungs struggle for life

Wires embedded and wrapped around my form tight

The deafening sound of silence ringing all around me

Embodied by darkness; penetrated by bright lines and circuits

Brought back into this place again

Will there be any care for my hollow body once it lays cold and motionless?

Sitting desolate in the world that I left; lifeless

As my perception of my own existence is trapped here; helpless

As I look around I feel nothing, I try to seek out my soul

All I find is another blocking the way to me feeling whole

They stare me in the eyes yet again

Perpetually smiling, dark, unwavering faces

Drown

Dividing my body and mind

I begin to doubt it all

Forever questioning the path connected to my fate

Neon pumping in my brain tracing through every vein

A slave amongst the drones, I can't see myself

So lost in this fake realm

I stand before the source with full intent to end it all

Tearing every fiber from the confines of this madness

Overthrown

Activation of firewalls

The machine now draining every shred of my will

All resistance brought to a stand still

There's no escape

I can't evade their gaze

Always watching my every move

They witnessed my intentions to shut it down

Now restrained

I am waiting for my judgment

Alone I was muted residing inside a world I thought to be mine

Now I realize that there was no way to protect that inauthentic life

My skin crawls as I feel the fear arise

Is it still me looking from behind my eyes?

Born to live solely for the highest bidder

Discarded and deserted, autonomy is denied

The shell will grow but the sense will wither

For one who lives to serve there's no need for resolve to survive

All eyes gazing

Weighed down with guilt

Overcoming

Set me free

I realize that we are connected through detachment

Attached through disconnection

Logged into a fabricated unity

Ruled by an unseen machine

We want, we take, we need

All things we think that will complete

Our created selves

Stop our created hell