White
Clothed in white
Not dead
Not in Heaven
Not even at my wedding
Far from it
All in white
Running down the hallway
Searching for the exit door
Overdosed on drugs
Staring at faces so unfamiliar
Laughter as loud as thunder
Insanity all around me
Running as fast as I can
Cages
Locked doors
Needles and insanity
I’m running
Lost in a labyrinth
Searching for an exit door
The doctors chase me down the hallway
Like demons in a nightmare
They all look enraged and desperate
Yelling and cursing
Warning and screaming
I need a way out!!!
An open window!
A trapdoor!
Anything!
I need a way out!!!
The drugs begin to kick in
I can’t feel my tongue anymore
My heart is racing…pounding…fluttering
My legs betray me
My sight fails me
The hallway begins to morph
I’m no longer…I can’t…
The doctors now look like huge ugly insects
I fall on the ground
But it feels like a bed
It’s soft
I close my eyes
Welcoming the soft clouds
Drifting off
Into my little world of beautiful insanity
By Sylvia Chika
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