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My time in a mental ward
Lonely scared and confused
Sad fearful and insecure
Tired angry and depressed
All of this and not even dressed
Burnt shredded and torn apart
Fallen out of control and lost
Cold retreating and crying a bunch
All of this and not even lunch
Confused dazed and blind
Clammy nervous and shaking
Bad dreadful and a sinner
All of this and not ever dinner
Scissile ridiculed and putrescence
Turned off lucid and disconnected
Restrained ravenous and full of meds
All of this and were not even in our beds
Crafts meetings and groups
Social worker doctor and a CNA
RN LPN and some other guy
All together preventing us not to die
Dedicated to those who spent time
In 3A North. Washington, Pa
Sad fearful and insecure
Tired angry and depressed
All of this and not even dressed
Burnt shredded and torn apart
Fallen out of control and lost
Cold retreating and crying a bunch
All of this and not even lunch
Confused dazed and blind
Clammy nervous and shaking
Bad dreadful and a sinner
All of this and not ever dinner
Scissile ridiculed and putrescence
Turned off lucid and disconnected
Restrained ravenous and full of meds
All of this and were not even in our beds
Crafts meetings and groups
Social worker doctor and a CNA
RN LPN and some other guy
All together preventing us not to die
Dedicated to those who spent time
In 3A North. Washington, Pa
Published 17th Dec 2011
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18th Dec 2011 1:24am
That feeling of being alone and scared... Like no one is there and you're left to your own breaking mentality in a room of uncomfortable silence, with people shoving meds down your throat. Craft meetings are either to long or too short and the only solace is the other patients.
18th Dec 2011 1:51am
Dear all we had was each other. The people that was suppose to care just viewed us as a job. Really not to care at all. However we all had one thing in common. We were all there for a reason. Thank you for knowing what I feel like.
18th Dec 2011 3:41am
18th Dec 2011 10:54pm
this is a powerful piece....i can almost feel wat u have tried to put forth thru ur words....i was moved to tears..its so poignant....claps for this one....
