Vacation
I woke up against asylum walls.
The second to the last room down the hall.
I stared faintly into the closest mirror.
Soon to realize things getting clearer.
What happened last night?
I'm still vague, but I recall the ambulence lights.
Luminous reds raid my sight.
I'm okay now, least thats what I think.
But I know I'll be seeing ten more shrinks.
Ten more bottles of medication.
Ten more sessions of remediation
When all I needed was one vacation
Copyright © Caroline Cline | Year Posted 2007
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