My Teenage Years - Mental Health Hosptial
Teenage years are meant to be filled with great stories to tell,
but these are the years I fell mentally unwell.
My teenage years were spent in a never ending loop between hospital and home,
leaving me feeling incredibly alone.
Getting admitted into a psychiatric hospital,
where I stayed for two years,
away from home,
with a dozen other teenagers,
we all felt incredibly alone.
Whilst you was getting ready for school : I was getting ready for morning meeting,
Told to put up our hands to ask if we could go for a walk within grounds.
Whilst you was getting drunk,
we was getting medicated.
Whilst you was out,
making happy memories,
we were begging for life's necessities.
Wherever I went, they had to be aware,
in case I was to run away from there.
I see people my age and it's like we are reading the same book,
yet on a completely different page.
Whilst you was in your nice warm bed,
I was being neglected,
Unchecked,
Nearly dead.
Copyright © ashley Bancroft | Year Posted 2024
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