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Mental Asylum

September 29, 2014
By Deja Clemons SILVER, Oak Park, Michigan
Deja Clemons SILVER, Oak Park, Michigan
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They threw me in a padded room
Stray jacket and sole-less shoes to make sure I wouldn't hurt myself.....
I told them I wasn't crazy and I know what's real.
I knew what I wanted.

When they closed and lock my door,she appear.
The face of an angel that is the reason I am in here.
Everytime she comes to visit she plays movies.
Movies of my thoughts, memories and nightmares.
I gave up calling for help whenever she came because whenever it arrived, she disappeared.
I sit and watch whatever she plays.
Yesterday was a memory from February, she found my vulnerable spot....
Today was my thoughts of losing my sanity...her plan is working....
Tomorrow is a look into May,my failure....she has broken me....

I sit back in the small bed and scream and cry until the doctors come in to sedate me....and when they do,I dream about her....laughing and taking my life slowly away from my grasp....

I wake up in cold dripping sweat...
I sit up just to look in the mirror to see her staring back at me just as puzzled as I am....
Maybe I do belong in here, trapped behind retrains, because I am crazy.....because the new girl ruining my mind...

She is me.......



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