I am the indoctrinated

Part three of three I am the indoctrinated they haunt us, they hurt us I hate you, you must change this darkness is our identity you, the haunted, the hurt, I can’t accept your brighter sides listen to our screams, our concert become dark, become hollow lose our laughter among tears savor the poison we swallow I can’t let us feel peace you know we don’t deserve it except what we feel in blood release