Notes About The Poem
This is about having a mental breakdown and Having an assessment and what happened.

Healing

In a room with no carpet just a stone floor.
 
Bars on the windows and a lock on the door. 

The door swings open and there thay stand. 

Looking straight at you note book in hand. 

They ask you questions to learn how you tick. 

To search you mind to know why you are sick. 

Thay talk to you softly so nice and so kind. 

But thus is to calm you and to search thought 
Your mind. 

But when they have finished and the talks at an end

They fill you with pills in the hope you will mend. .
Copyright © | Year Posted 2023

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