I’m sorry I’m sorry
I said, Stepping in
The mental hospital
I’m not right in the head
I’ve been constantly slicing
Cutting through skin
To escape myself
To survive my hell
I wish to see your face
when they finally let me free.
I wish you would write
or call me just once
But for now, just visions of you
While I’m drowning
In my own crimson blood
Tearing
Splitting
Ripping
Searching for the key
To this mental prison
The nurse walks away
After haven given
Me some medication
Something to calm me
The straight jacket now
Holding me firm
They put me down
I Sit there an empty stare
They filled me up with drugs
keeping my head in narcotic haze.
Pill after pill all day, every day
I am broken and defeated
Paralyzed
Broken
Alone
Sitting here in a mental home.