Asylum
I’m the devil I am Satan, I’m the sky and I’m the ground, tell this to my therapist, I hear laughter all around, I am thrown inside a cell, there is nothing to be found, here at black and white asylum laughter is the only sound. I am forced in a straight jacket, locked inside a rubber room, you are sentenced here for life, you will surely meet your doom, there are crazies all around, there is so much freaking gloom, get injections twice a day, they’re administered at noon. I am barely fed a bite, doctors come to give me shots, I can never leave my cell, yes my long hair is in knots, haven’t showered here for weeks, fish is sliding through the slots, have you come here for abuse? We will surely give you lots. I hear screaming to my right, and the laughter of the dead, I am living in my piss, and the walls are painted red, every hour doctors come, and they force me to take meds, I’m in black and white asylum, and it’s all inside my head.
Copyright © Maxwell Collier | Year Posted 2017
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