Aug 2022
They hold her down
She casts her frozen gaze
Straight at the cieling
Peering through the haze
Within the meadows
Winding like a maze
She's lost
And wanders
As yet unknown ways
She casts her frozen gaze
Straight at the cieling
Peering through the haze
Within the meadows
Winding like a maze
She's lost
And wanders
As yet unknown ways
Psych ward poetry.
Set 3, poem 2.
I witnessed 6 restraint incidents on my first day in.
Set 3, poem 2.
I witnessed 6 restraint incidents on my first day in.
