Pushing Out Air: Part V: Home

You are back where you started
Home.
Plain walls, white as snow,
tied down to a metal bed,
bells for your knuckles.
They caught you
you tried to escape
no more tests
no more tests
you are human
you are human
repeat
repeat
only thing that keeps you
somewhat sane.
They come with their clipboards
scribble scribble scribble
With their syringes,
pump you full of things
not even Ken Jennings could pronounce
the television is on,
statitic
chhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.
your arms possesses many bumps
tick tick
you have been bad,
they have ways of making you behave
this is not what home is
this is prison.
your ankles are taped up
feet swollen, they said you lost a lot of blood.
this is home, back where you belong
Jara- the one who almost  got away
welcome home
take it in
we are glad to hear your screams
once more
the door opens.
There they are, the black bag.
over the head.
Keep pushing out air.
the bag goes over your head.
They pick you up and put you on a gurney
keep pushing out air.
chhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.They caught you
you tried to escape
no more tests
no more tests
you are human
you are human
repeat
repeat
only thing that keeps you
somewhat sane
You are going to your death.
It is over.
you will stop pushing out air.
tick
tick.