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the psyco ward in my head
written by freakroses04:30 PM 10/27/04This burden i carry,
this secret i hold.
My lips are seeled,
my heart is cold.
pointy red faces
laugh when i cry
they steal my dreams
i dream to die
high pitched voices
child like and scary
polute my mind
eyes stare back at
me from were before
they were not
pills are forced into my mouth
all my memories erased
im never given food
but constantly on a drip
i do not understand
the word familly how three plus
people could live together
with out killing them selves
or each other
ive never been out the ward
in my memorie but here
they are constantly
erasing it and changing it
i do not even know my name
they do not talk about me
by my name
but call me
it her girl freak or psyco
what have i done to this way be treated |
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Author's footnotes and comments on this Poem:
i had a dream like this once
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| » Comments / Feedback | by scrubbalotus (10-27-2004 - 05:07 PM)
| good poem very vidual greatwork
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by freakroses (10-28-2004 - 12:32 PM)
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