After the Hospital
Taking this burden along.
I shall loom in the alley, where I intend to belong.
I must build a new soul, with my laughter.
A new crisis is what I am after.
I feel invisible with the sun’s set.
In this howling night, I almost forget.
In this alley, I walk over bones.
Of those who tried to gain sanity, in hopes to atone.
When you hear evil laughter in your dreams at night.
Remember me, mom, as we both blaze with fright.
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