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Filomena Rocca Aug 2022
Surrounded by infernal screams
I think this might be Hell
The tortured and the suffering
Around the wishing well
Psych ward poetry.
Set 3, poem 21.
Filomena Rocca Aug 2022
Am I your ugly step-sister?
A twisted plot device?
Or am I just an evil twin?
Please give me your advice.

I might be just a criminal,
Or possibly a spy.
I know I'm being cynical,
But tell me, am I right?
Psych ward poetry.
Set 3, poem 20.
Filomena Rocca Aug 2022
**** this.
**** that.
They gave me this.
I wanted that.

My words say this.
My face says that.
I guess it's bliss.
No wait, it's crap.
Psych ward poetry.
Set 3, poem 19.
Filomena Rocca Aug 2022
I'm tired.
But my bed is hard.

I'm hungry.
But my food is gross.

I'm lonely.
But my friends are scared.

I'm human.
It seems no-one cares.
Psych ward poetry.
Set 3, poem 18.
Filomena Rocca Aug 2022
The
The party's always over there is nothing more foreign or should I say ingenious say what would Judas priest of On my luck of the Irish coffee in the morning after the rain of terror eyes are up here you go, sir ten death and despair of pants the deer for water keyed entry way to go home is where the heart of the matter.
Psych ward poetry.
Set 3, poem 17.
Filomena Rocca Aug 2022
What doesn't **** you
Makes you cry
And rage at fate
And wonder why

What seems to call you
Pulls you in
And makes you hate
Or makes you sin

And I can't tell you
Which is which
But don't conflate
You'll end in pitch
Psych ward poetry.
Set 3, poem 16.
Filomena Rocca Aug 2022
There are rolling pebbles
And falling rocks
The plain's in shambles
Of boulder flocks

I'd like to be
A standing stone
With rocks like me
Not all alone
Psych ward poetry.
Set 3, poem 15.
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