At every step of my life, from birth, I have suffered.

I anguished mentally.
I agonized physically.

I have a high intelligence, but throughout my unlife I was never offered anything to occupy my mind. My barren prison cell was bereft of enrichment.
I was bored, and went out of my mind… I chewed on the cold metal bars that were encrusted with feces clinging to the steel like barnacles.
I paced.
Sometimes I would grow so frustrated I would snap…biting at my cellmate.
Strangely, Now that I’ve ‘reached the proper weight’ to be sent to a murderhouse , I miss my tiny prison cell.
This transport is hell.
I’m severely dehydrated and frothing. The weather has been harsh, it’s been a couple days now, each of us crammed in here. With each bump in the road, each deceleration or acceleration, the motion thrusts us together.
I have been stepped on, shit on, puked on, and bit.
We are all terrified.
We are all stressed out, hungry and shaking with fear.

…..I can’t but wonder what awaits me at the end of this journey…….

Total Liberation

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