Molly
Molly
Molly raves again
At all the things unseen
Their voices chambered tight
In her restless dreams…
She bites her nails in worry
Until they start to bleed
She looks around in fear
She is a soul in need…
Her hair is a mess
From the thrashing about
Her wild eyes searching
In suspicious doubt…
The pads upon the walls
Lessen all the pain
As she flings and flails
Over and over again…
Now she lay still
The buckles are too tight
Her drugs take affect
Something’s just not right…
Laura steps up
From out of Molly’s mind
The jacket holds her still
The darkness makes her blind…
Molly is now a shadow
Laura takes the Reins
She lashes out at nothing
It all remains the same…
Laura walks the halls
They all stare at her
She gazes silently back
Sara begins to stir…
Laura drags the comb
Through their matted hair
She’s looking at the mirror
At Molly standing there…
Sara throws her self
At the vision that she sees
Laura fades away
Molly starts to scream…
Sara wants to kill her
To rip her from their mind
Laura sobs in terror
Molly’s gone this time
Sara drags the mirror
Across their fragile wrist
The pain is met with silence
Molly watches it…
Laura is the first
To succumb to endless sleep
Sara laughs out loud
Molly begins to weep…
The river, it runs red
Through their fractured mind
Sara’s laughter stops
Molly laughs this time……
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