She had fooled them all again;
Hoodwinked them into thinking
She'd be safe outside the locked
Ward; and taking Bronston's cut
Throat razor (he thought he hid
It well) she slit her wrists till
Fountains poured red across her
Clothes and all around; and there
Was that buzzing sound; that voice
Screaming loud inside her head:
I'm free again, free from pain,
Echoing through her freaked out
Brain, slithering along her
Jagged veins, her eyes gazing
At the coming storm of white
And blues; the nurses cursing;
The docs crestfallen over
Their soiled angel, splattering
The room with her crimson rush,
Without care or word or God
****** curse or a shameful blush.
Mar 14, 2012
Mar 14, 2012 at 3:13 AM UTC
She had fooled them all again;
Hoodwinked them into thinking
She'd be safe outside the locked
Ward; and taking Bronston's cut
Throat razor (he thought he hid
It well) she slit her wrists till
Fountains poured red across her
Clothes and all around; and there
Was that buzzing sound; that voice
Screaming loud inside her head:
I'm free again, free from pain,
Echoing through her freaked out
Brain, slithering along her
Jagged veins, her eyes gazing
At the coming storm of white
And blues; the nurses cursing;
The docs crestfallen over
Their soiled angel, splattering
The room with her crimson rush,
Without care or word or God
****** curse or a shameful blush.
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