Alone in dispair, unable...
To move about easily
To speak audibly, clearly
To see the world distinctly
To hear the sounds sharply
To smell the scents plainly
To taste the foods surely
To sense the joy of living
A mind trapped in a body
Inflicted, uncoordinated
Synopses that fail
Reflexes faded, involuntary
Unable to make known
The terror of entrapment
The frustration mute
As if swimming unceasingly
In a sea of incomprehensive tides
A place where independence died
Where infantile and impersonal
Speech is omnipresent
No control of surroundings or self
A mass of living dependence
Where dreams are incomplete
Flashes of light and thoughts ago
Memories to dwell on for sanitie's sake
Amid the horror that it will not end
Unable to take action to stop it
A world where scientific measurement
Cannot reach, cannot probe
Between the real and the percieved
Where cellular mass and impulse
Have no part, no profound intention
The dreams, the memories, the self
Whether intact or but a selection
That is the being trapped within it
Beware the words used in their presence
Reaching out is a matter of initiative
Not just the afflicted, but the effected
What is known trial today and shared
May give insight into their world
That is ignorantly misunderstood
So tomorrow you may not be the one
Who has become trapped...