What Will Be

I feel raped on film for free. They will not stop. Humiliation torture every day. Pushing a nonreality and stuffing me full of poison and deceit. I just sit in the pig shit aching and pushing down my pain and shame. So much fear. Torture infinity on the other side of just one rageful sentance. There is no freedom for me. It is beyond hypocrisy. They see me shining and they do it anyway. They love to make the light not right. Violence is how they issue every demand command. This system is about to explode into a notority zone like no other. People have laughed and tunnelled through help for my torturers the whole time. They have gotten away with it all. Just wait to see what will be of people who are actually on tv. I cannot be myself with anyone, and they all LIE constantly. Everything looks so nice while I fight to keep a small cell like room clean, to raise myself for the bed each day, and to be clean and dressed in a way I can stand in the mirror. I set in play a corporate stay away. Let's see what happens today. I caught them trying to ensnare my roommate yesterday. Nothing lovely right now, just feces all over me.