Eyes darting wildly about the room, He catches sight of the exit door. With a burst of energy, he barrels forward, Freedom just within his grasp. The nurses chase after him madly, Flailing about and hollering “Stop!” His movements swift, he continues to run, Escape too tantalizing to ignore. The cold touch of the door handle excites him, And he jerks the gateway open with great force. Releasing the handle, He steps out into an unforeseen world with eyes closed. For a moment his mind wanders free, Anxious to experience this new life Weak from anticipation, his eyelids flutter open Revealing the desolate dystopia before him. The sight breaks his heart As all dreams drain from the face of our man. He drops his desires to the ground, And turns dejectedly back to the doorway Turning the handle again, he steps back inside Weak with his enlightenment he stumbles, Down on his knees on the linoleum flooring He lets out a shriek and the nurses come running, And he falls Accepting the familiar warmth of the clinic.