The House
It's just a hose, you'll be okay
a place for you and me
you have a problem, you cannot explain
we will try to make you sane
come on in and sit down
be comfortable, stay awhile
don't mind the smell of
fresh paint
pills
urine
blood and sweat
you'll get use to it
don't be troubled by the locks
the restraints on your bed
the bars across your window
spilling slanted broken rays
shimmering on the ground
it's just a house
we have breakfest lunch dinner
here you go have an apple
here you go, take your meds
it's just a house
trouble only
leads you to discipline
to correct what sins you committed
it's just a house
a routine of
awake
work
sleep
repeat
A house with the realization of
of what? Nothing! Be Quiet!
you checked in you cannot leave
it's just a house
if you run away dear, we will
find you. The Warden is your father
your friend, your GOD
you should be thankful for you
pills, food, EST
Fizz, BOOMB goes your head
as the currents fly through
skull and flesh
down
down
down
down
through your body
changing you, moving you
are you, you anymore?
it's just a house
it hasn't changed
it's still the place of haunting
screams of pain and agony
love is gone when Daddy is home
oyu love him don't you?
You Should!
It's just a house
when you finally leave or will you?
it leaves a lasting effect
you are chagned
independent
you
move on, come back to society
but don't come back to us
not even for a visit or some
tea time
it's just a house
was it really?
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