Shadows of the Mind

Silent halls echo with shadows,

Silent minds, enslaved and hollow.

Whispered secrets, cold machinery,

Futures lost in reverie.

In sterile rooms where hope once dwelled,

A scarred mental canvas, stories untelled.

In the grasp of cold, unfeeling hands,

They strip away the mind's commands.

A flicker of life, a flicker of pain,

Chains of silence, memories slain.

Who are they breaking? What do they seek?

In the depths of darkness, unsure, bleak.

Lobotomy shadows, haunting the mind,

Fading memories, what is left behind?

Who did they choose? Who bore the blow?

In the silent veil, do they even know?

Names etched in notes, stories behind the glass,

Mental prisoners, shadows that pass.

Dreams erased with a trembling knife,

Lost in a silence, void of life.

Echoes of screams in a hollow space,

A forgotten face, an empty place.

Did they see the pain, understand the cost?

In the web of control, what was lost?

Lobotomy shadows, haunting the mind,

Fading memories, what is left behind?

Who did they choose? Who bore the blow?

In the silent veil, do they even know?

Beneath the surface, silent screams,

Broken souls and fractured dreams.

Who are the victims in this silent war?

Lost forever behind a closed door.

Now the echoes fade into night,

Fading memories out of sight.

A warning in the history they keep,

Lobotomy's shadow, haunting deep.