Inside reformatory
Suppression, exposed
Freedom so unrewarding
So I’ve been told
Horrific daydreams
Drifting toward
pointlessness
Silent scream
Tubes in every orifice
Feeds me morphine
Hurts me, it hurts me
White uniforms race
around
Rocking me endlessly
Shhh, not a sound
Staring blankly at
them
Staring blankly at me
They seem so intense
Wonder what it is
they see?
Regression into
pre-life
Before she was born
The pretty pictures I
foresaw
Not countless snap
shots of scorn
Pity, self-pity
Halt those relentless
conversations
The ones inside my
head
Bellowing noises,
Won’t listen to what’s
been said
Cackling faces,
tuning red
Shivering, ice-cold
Seemingly dead!
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