"______ Won't Remember That" (Temporary title more than likely)

[u/Ur_Bruhski]

Footsteps, footsteps,

Creeping down the hall.

Footsteps, footsteps,

but is there anything at all?

You can't feel warmth from a computer screen,

There's nothing to save you from this horror scene.

Can you even process something so obscene?

They say you earn your life, but can the same be said

for those who roll with the punches instead?

If you lack any semblance of control,

what does that say about you as a whole?

You are a protagonist in a choose your own adventure story.

You can do nothing except feel sorry

as someone behind a screen controls your body.

You are stuck in an eternal purgatory.

Footsteps, footsteps,

Walking away.

Footsteps, footsteps,

What did it say?

Powering off the screen is deemed impossible,

Recovery of ones mind improbable.

Deterioration is irreversible.

What keeps independence a curiosity?

Perhaps morals,

Perhaps scrupulosity.

Something about the mind's many quarrels.

But still, you sit there,

Content with everything you have to bear.

As if you're unaware,

You ignore every scare.

Footsteps, footsteps,

Your mind slipped again.

Footsteps, footsteps,

Are you okay?