Diaries of the red door asylum

I stay in the shadows,
     but not for my protection...
lurking.... Hunting..... Longing.
        I relive my first day here.
I cant even remember
-my life before this...
Hurting.... Torturing.....  Longing.
I believe I have always been here.
E
  V
      E
     N
              When I'm not...
Creeping.... Crawling..... Longing.
These voices call to me.
T
   H
       E
      Y
Are me...  I know it,
                   even if they don't.

My brain is squirming in my skull.
No room left.
These voices must be heard.
They
M
   U
  S
T
        Be silenced.
I believe I have always been here.
          Even when I am not.
   Because.
My heart lies behind the red door.
                                                                                                       And the truth liesinred