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Now it's all gone Those words I was just thinking in my head. 1st step ..think 2nd ..write Put pen to paper My brain is fried I forgot Bzzzzz, bzzzzzz Go have your head examined. I did and now, No more sounds,  just Bzzzzz, bzzzzz, bzzzzzz Teeth clenched, toes curled Ha, if I didn't know better Bzzzzz, bzzzzzz Same look ******** That's some ***** kind of love Strapped down, at least 5 possible Ankles, wrist, head and one across the chest, maybe. No, we need to make sure her heart is free. In case we defib ri late tor her She must be drugged. Stick a needle in her vein "Relax, sweetie. You won't remember a thing". ********  that warmth from my head to my toes. Ok,  ready let's go. Bzzzzz, bzzzzzz Teeth clenched,  toes bent, look her hands grasping the tool so hard.   Bzzzzz, bzzzzz, bzzzzzz "Do you think it's enough". "Yes, we are done". Erasing part of me. I jumped out of that window and ran. Like Chief Out of the cuckoo' s nest. They tried to erase me. Was I so mad? Bzzzzz, bzzzzz. He said I'll hold on to you. I'll go to hell with you and back. I won't let go. I remember that. That's being loved. A lunatic's love story.
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Jul 4, 2016
Jul 4, 2016 at 1:07 PM UTC
A lunatic's love story
Now it's all gone Those words I was just thinking in my head. 1st step ..think 2nd ..write Put pen to paper My brain is fried I forgot Bzzzzz, bzzzzzz Go have your head examined. I did and now, No more sounds,  just Bzzzzz, bzzzzz, bzzzzzz Teeth clenched, toes curled Ha, if I didn't know better Bzzzzz, bzzzzzz Same look ******** That's some ***** kind of love Strapped down, at least 5 possible Ankles, wrist, head and one across the chest, maybe. No, we need to make sure her heart is free. In case we defib ri late tor her She must be drugged. Stick a needle in her vein "Relax, sweetie. You won't remember a thing". ********  that warmth from my head to my toes. Ok,  ready let's go. Bzzzzz, bzzzzzz Teeth clenched,  toes bent, look her hands grasping the tool so hard.   Bzzzzz, bzzzzz, bzzzzzz "Do you think it's enough". "Yes, we are done". Erasing part of me. I jumped out of that window and ran. Like Chief Out of the cuckoo' s nest. They tried to erase me. Was I so mad? Bzzzzz, bzzzzz. He said I'll hold on to you. I'll go to hell with you and back. I won't let go. I remember that. That's being loved. A lunatic's love story.
Only 3 to 4 of the shocking sessions. They wanted to do 14 more. This is modern treatment for PTSD and depression. 2016
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Gingermoon
Jul 4, 2016
Jul 4, 2016 at 1:07 PM UTC
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