Until Locked Away

Written by: Renee Hendricks

She wakes each morning with one obsessed thought
repeating over and again in her weak, tortured mind
Those who don’t believe her *must* be found and fought
because her truth surely had been bestowed - Godly divined

It simply cannot be that her fragile psyche snapped long ago
as the “voice” of “God” speaks to her in sudden winds blowing
And that white, shrill noise that drills constantly upon her ego
could never be the signs of sanity wounded and slowly dying

To make up for the lack of friendship and loving camaraderie
she turns and twists simple gestures of those who show interest
into fawning compliments and proclamations of love of her glory
while her victims attempt to disentangle themselves in earnest

Beware to all who are unfortunate enough to cross her misguided path
She’ll hound you, haunt you, dream of and envision you, harass and stalk
Once you’ve spurned her, she’ll come after with her “divine” wrath
The only thing that will stop her is a white room - complete with padlock

(A poem about a very sad woman who spends her life stalking strangers online. She has a few loved ones around her that simply refuse to see the danger she presents to herself.)