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In The Asylum ——-————— The white-brick walls Stained red with thick, scarlet-colored blood I— covered in my own blood and caked in thick mud. Brown mud—dripping Engulfing, Down my black-ripped shorts Pooling into the metal chains Is this some sort of game!? I don’t remember my name —or ANY names I stand against the wall Left hand gripping— the thin-white mattress cot With blood and dirt stains surrounding the corners of the grey “pillow” Oh gosh…what else have I forgot? cold steel—on purple, swollen ankles I try to walk, But metal tangles. Leaving my leg strangled. my wrists- chained. turning my hands blue, Each step I take— I think I'm losing it, more too. Thinking this is why I’m here, I’m crazy —Im one to fear. My room—unlocked. I roam the halls, Ear shrieking screams, Bounce—echoing throughout the walls. Blood drips down from the wall, and floor. even leaving a trace— On my own “room” door. The demons roam the halls Fussing around Making unrecognizable calls Blood drips slowly from the weapons Leaving trails on the floor No one dares to talk about Or mention Why the mumble In their own language As ****** weapons Stay at their sides I have no one here —at least- none that I recognize With the thick skin And blood Seeping into the mix of wood and concrete floors Not even the best cleaner could ever Get this fixed Each board creaks under each bellowing scream Each hole in the ground Like a little craven or each trembling step in the damp No way out.. I used to have a map But now it’s ****** wet,— and smudged. The voices in the cages Are screaming to run But I don’t budge.. I try to move But my body— Refuses. Like I’m paralyzed ….I’m TERRIFFED NO windows. NO way out. No way out fight back, The demons are roaming about. Gunfire—thunder, All shakes with no mention. Like an earthquake, The room. The tension. The smell of must, blood, tears, and smoke— Fill my lungs, eyes and nose. I gag. as I try to stumble further, Down the dim hallway. JUST hoping that it’s less potent. Each breath Is war From my own body A growling-gurgle for air That never comes. Suffocating With no escape I’m locked in here They sealed my fate I have lost all control I don’t have Hope anymore I thought I had a chance But all life gives out is “lasts” I think mine is..next… I stand— The middle of the Dim-light steep hallway The shrieking growing louder As minutes pass The demons Mocking-laughing-mumbling Twisting each bloodied weapon In there black nails Blood pooling faster Like the noise from the “others” SUDDENLY silence The rooms only sound Is the sharp jagged breathing my own thoughts Like “I’m grieving— my own room,” The blood flowing from every crevasse Every person— ever hole in the floor, known to be in this asylum Plus the light clanking of metal against bone and flesh. I look around Wondering why they stopped The lights flicker The chains seem to be piercing DEEPER into my flesh They keep calling me “Keeper” Cause I am forced to come back. Lesions forming From rusted metal Creating gashes The sizes of small Rivers That carve Like a woodworker Deep into my veins If I move— blood starts to boil under the rusted metal chains —pain illuminating Like a new lightbulb In a cave They stare With red-hollow eyes Like fire Not having moved an inch In what feels like an hour I blink I start to cramp Tears drip down My bruised-swollen face But I don’t move A slow smile begins Slipping into each face One after the other ****** teeth and gums reveal As more blood slides down there face They slowly turn —Looking at each other Muttering, something… I can only imagine. The shuffle back together Like soldiers taking orders With one. slow…deliberate…nod. Weapons unveil their full selves Crimson blood now pouring out of the floor, ceiling, walls, Them, me– with cuts I NEVER knew existed. SO. MUCH. BLOOD it starts to flood the asylum I run BAD. MISTAKE. They sprint after me Weapons drawn Blood to ankles now Tumbling through corners Like playing hide and seek tag Jumping over rotting cots Along with dead-open corpses I can ONLY recognize As my family I sprint around sharp turns Recognizing only the faces of the bodies My mom.. My dad.. My brother.. My grandparents.. My uncles..aunts,..cousins.. They KNOW They want .ME. next now—I’m pretty sure it is too late… I still bolt down corridors Prettified screaming Enveloping each Turn Blood bleeding up to my knees It’s like I’m trying to run a marathon Through thick mud After a rain storm Soon— a dead end I turn around Gasping At the building-bursting pressure Lighting inside my ribs and chest like fireworks Head pounding so loud I debate if they can hear my thoughts A glint of a knife rounds the corner, All three Dash to surround me Knowing there’s NO. WAY. OUT. I shutter for breath As weapons are pressed against my kneck With them shrieking knowing they have me I slump to the ground Knife plunging into my kneck A little farther now Blood tricking down I soon realize My hand is caught underneath me The cracked and rotten frame Im bending it I slowly inch my hand around the slivering gap While I keep eye contact With the hollow men the boards are stuck together With my last strength left I shuffle to a stand Knowing—that they know I can’t go back.. But I have found a way… I tear The boards I— go with it, Crashing into the ground below They stare down at me Mouth—Agape Then slam down to join me I crawl to the blooded wall That now covers My upper chest Even though I’m doused in blood The weapons pierce into my kneck, My chest, and my head I blink Trying to clear The blurry—thick Crimson from my eyes They speak to me “Your not loved” “Your useless” “Your our toy” “Your not alive” “Your not human— so come join us” “Your too much” “Your too childish” “Your to immature” “Your an idiot” they blabber As I pain ignites deeper Through each wound They laugh Then squabble together “COME SEE US AGAIN. —WE WILL BE WAITING. YOUR CONTROLLED NOW. all lights known to the universe puncture Through me as pain erupted like a volcano through my chest,heart, and head. I WAKE UP
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Jan 23
Jan 23, 2026 at 3:25 PM UTC
In the Asylum
In The Asylum ——-————— The white-brick walls Stained red with thick, scarlet-colored blood I— covered in my own blood and caked in thick mud. Brown mud—dripping Engulfing, Down my black-ripped shorts Pooling into the metal chains Is this some sort of game!? I don’t remember my name —or ANY names I stand against the wall Left hand gripping— the thin-white mattress cot With blood and dirt stains surrounding the corners of the grey “pillow” Oh gosh…what else have I forgot? cold steel—on purple, swollen ankles I try to walk, But metal tangles. Leaving my leg strangled. my wrists- chained. turning my hands blue, Each step I take— I think I'm losing it, more too. Thinking this is why I’m here, I’m crazy —Im one to fear. My room—unlocked. I roam the halls, Ear shrieking screams, Bounce—echoing throughout the walls. Blood drips down from the wall, and floor. even leaving a trace— On my own “room” door. The demons roam the halls Fussing around Making unrecognizable calls Blood drips slowly from the weapons Leaving trails on the floor No one dares to talk about Or mention Why the mumble In their own language As ****** weapons Stay at their sides I have no one here —at least- none that I recognize With the thick skin And blood Seeping into the mix of wood and concrete floors Not even the best cleaner could ever Get this fixed Each board creaks under each bellowing scream Each hole in the ground Like a little craven or each trembling step in the damp No way out.. I used to have a map But now it’s ****** wet,— and smudged. The voices in the cages Are screaming to run But I don’t budge.. I try to move But my body— Refuses. Like I’m paralyzed ….I’m TERRIFFED NO windows. NO way out. No way out fight back, The demons are roaming about. Gunfire—thunder, All shakes with no mention. Like an earthquake, The room. The tension. The smell of must, blood, tears, and smoke— Fill my lungs, eyes and nose. I gag. as I try to stumble further, Down the dim hallway. JUST hoping that it’s less potent. Each breath Is war From my own body A growling-gurgle for air That never comes. Suffocating With no escape I’m locked in here They sealed my fate I have lost all control I don’t have Hope anymore I thought I had a chance But all life gives out is “lasts” I think mine is..next… I stand— The middle of the Dim-light steep hallway The shrieking growing louder As minutes pass The demons Mocking-laughing-mumbling Twisting each bloodied weapon In there black nails Blood pooling faster Like the noise from the “others” SUDDENLY silence The rooms only sound Is the sharp jagged breathing my own thoughts Like “I’m grieving— my own room,” The blood flowing from every crevasse Every person— ever hole in the floor, known to be in this asylum Plus the light clanking of metal against bone and flesh. I look around Wondering why they stopped The lights flicker The chains seem to be piercing DEEPER into my flesh They keep calling me “Keeper” Cause I am forced to come back. Lesions forming From rusted metal Creating gashes The sizes of small Rivers That carve Like a woodworker Deep into my veins If I move— blood starts to boil under the rusted metal chains —pain illuminating Like a new lightbulb In a cave They stare With red-hollow eyes Like fire Not having moved an inch In what feels like an hour I blink I start to cramp Tears drip down My bruised-swollen face But I don’t move A slow smile begins Slipping into each face One after the other ****** teeth and gums reveal As more blood slides down there face They slowly turn —Looking at each other Muttering, something… I can only imagine. The shuffle back together Like soldiers taking orders With one. slow…deliberate…nod. Weapons unveil their full selves Crimson blood now pouring out of the floor, ceiling, walls, Them, me– with cuts I NEVER knew existed. SO. MUCH. BLOOD it starts to flood the asylum I run BAD. MISTAKE. They sprint after me Weapons drawn Blood to ankles now Tumbling through corners Like playing hide and seek tag Jumping over rotting cots Along with dead-open corpses I can ONLY recognize As my family I sprint around sharp turns Recognizing only the faces of the bodies My mom.. My dad.. My brother.. My grandparents.. My uncles..aunts,..cousins.. They KNOW They want .ME. next now—I’m pretty sure it is too late… I still bolt down corridors Prettified screaming Enveloping each Turn Blood bleeding up to my knees It’s like I’m trying to run a marathon Through thick mud After a rain storm Soon— a dead end I turn around Gasping At the building-bursting pressure Lighting inside my ribs and chest like fireworks Head pounding so loud I debate if they can hear my thoughts A glint of a knife rounds the corner, All three Dash to surround me Knowing there’s NO. WAY. OUT. I shutter for breath As weapons are pressed against my kneck With them shrieking knowing they have me I slump to the ground Knife plunging into my kneck A little farther now Blood tricking down I soon realize My hand is caught underneath me The cracked and rotten frame Im bending it I slowly inch my hand around the slivering gap While I keep eye contact With the hollow men the boards are stuck together With my last strength left I shuffle to a stand Knowing—that they know I can’t go back.. But I have found a way… I tear The boards I— go with it, Crashing into the ground below They stare down at me Mouth—Agape Then slam down to join me I crawl to the blooded wall That now covers My upper chest Even though I’m doused in blood The weapons pierce into my kneck, My chest, and my head I blink Trying to clear The blurry—thick Crimson from my eyes They speak to me “Your not loved” “Your useless” “Your our toy” “Your not alive” “Your not human— so come join us” “Your too much” “Your too childish” “Your to immature” “Your an idiot” they blabber As I pain ignites deeper Through each wound They laugh Then squabble together “COME SEE US AGAIN. —WE WILL BE WAITING. YOUR CONTROLLED NOW. all lights known to the universe puncture Through me as pain erupted like a volcano through my chest,heart, and head. I WAKE UP
OliviaWilliams
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OliviaWilliams
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Jan 23
Jan 23, 2026 at 3:25 PM UTC
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