Mar 2011
The machines beeped
in time with my heart
which was getting
faster
by the minute.
It was actually
sending me messages
to leave this place.
The nurse took
my blood
but I don't even remember
the needle going in.
Too bad
they won't find
what's infected
my mind.
in time with my heart
which was getting
faster
by the minute.
It was actually
sending me messages
to leave this place.
The nurse took
my blood
but I don't even remember
the needle going in.
Too bad
they won't find
what's infected
my mind.
Another of the poems I'm writing about my mental breakdown/ psych ward hospitalization. I was delusional, hence thinking the beeping machine was sending me messages.
