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Interned Again

All this fuss to fix my brain
Screen line beeps to prove my life
What a mess to make me sane

Back down in this bed I’m chained
Nurses needles prick the same
All this fuss to fix my brain

Back again, that mental pain
That cuts into me— real knife
What a mess to make me sane

Trying to make me whole again
Just so that I will survive 
All this fuss to solve my mind

But this life I do not claim
Thrown back at me— still alive
What a mess to make me sane

Oh, just let me go insane
End my life at point of knife 
All this just to fix my brain
Hoping to return me sane.

Copyright © Alice Reynolds




Book: Reflection on the Important Things