Failed
Tempestuous, turbulent, terrifying trouble,
A mere existence, trapped in a bubble.
She can’t break free, she can’t abscond,
She can’t escape or see beyond.
The demonic man inside her head,
The malevolent villain who wants her dead;
Who causes anguish, peril and pain,
And makes her think she’s gone insane.
With fury, anger and sheer frustration,
She fights the urge, the near temptation.
The hankering itch to grab the knife,
And end this sombre, dismal life.
Another useless Doctor seen,
Another script for Clozapine.
Sent away with medication,
No care, regard or consideration.
He thinks she story is false and fiction,
He writes a pointless new prescription;
No empathy, just victim blaming,
Utter disrespectful innocent shaming.
Drugs that cause just dull sedation,
An appalling waste of medication.
Her body and mind remains polluted,
She feels oppressed and persecuted.
The demonic man inside her head,
The malevolent villain who wants her dead;
His evil voice, grotesque, persuasive,
Manipulating and invasive.
The evil tone that chills the soul,
The exploits the happiness he stole.
This loathsome beast she craves to vanquish,
And end this harrowing life of anguish.
Copyright © Jaye Mccallum | Year Posted 2018
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