A Crimsin Letter From The Psyche Ward (Can you truly write anything ? )

 
Dear Crimsin

Turns out they are not letting me out
apparently, I had a relapse and require a few more ECT treatments
It is hard to not take the pills they shovel down my throat
as I am nothing more than a fucking glorified lab rat
how high would you like me to jump
yes doc, no doc, life is fucking peachy doc

I fear they will never let me out mate
out here on the grounds the sun feels lovely
recharging me out of this drug induced haze
Under prying eyes, loaded up with a vast array
of sleepy needles, waiting to strike at a moments wrongly perceived glance

I smoked that joint hon, you are a life saver
about that poem you smuggled in..you need to look after yourself
I heard talk of sending you back here
Beautiful soul, you escaped once don't come back again
They will be sending me for a full frontal lobotomy next