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Time

Time is a valuable thing  
But come see it through  
An insane person's brain.


First minute in the mental institution
"Come Crimsin take your meds"
"It's your only solution".


"No I say"
With much resolve
Then no cig. for you move it along.


"Wait I cry, i'll take your pill"
Anxiety growing  
Only a cig. will still.


Checked onto the ward an hour later
Looking to the clock
Not believing I have to stay here.


They bring me to the wall
Introduce me to time
We are the wards of the clock.


If you ever want
To see light again
Step in line.


Stomach grumbling, I look to the clock
He mocks me with his tic tocking
Lunch isn't until 1 o'clock.


Searching for a person of interest
To pass the time with but to no avail
Each trapped in their own time hell.


Hooray it's cig. time again
I get to go outside
Time is finally back on my side.


Time is up, inside we go
Click goes the metal
Back behind a locked door.


Only three more hours until dinner
Nighttime is almost here
Please time don't slow down or stop while i'm here.


Anxiety growing, I make a dash for the door
Crimsin it's time you meet our box
Come take a tour.


Time stops here and leaves me adrift
For the rest of the world I no longer exist
Locked in the Marie Greenery as part of the scenery.


I've learned my lesson
The door swings open
Time has taken me back into it's bossom.
Written by crimsin (Unveiling)
Published | Edited 17th Feb 2011
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