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Sputtering
They dragged you away!
In a straight jacket.
Is that even legal still?
Hey dude what are they pumping into your veins today.
I don't know. I forget the name a lot of consonants. Heavy on the Ks.
You peacefully numb yet?
I want to slash my jugular with this double plated window. Which is why I am not allowed on my own. When I wake up it is to blinding light that never leaves. When I shut my eyelids I see a pale orange that I can't escape.
I hide my pills under my tongue; I shower in front of a staff member who draws a sharp breath at the sight of my hipbones.
"I would never let my daughter -"
I am not your daughter.
It is my body and the one thing I own and I will not let you starve me of that.
Every night I pray for the people I met.
Don't even believe in prayer but it is something tangible
Keep them safe! Keep them safe! Keep them safe!
Every night another fucking funeral.
Well I sort of knew her, I should go.
And stand in the back so nobody has to acknowledge
The reality of what killed her.
We've shared a cell a few times,
And maybe I'm a stranger,
But I would have died to have saved you from the ache we shared.
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William
I appreciate everything about this work...the honesty, the exposure, the fearlessness. But this 'Keep them safe! Keep them safe! Keep them safe!' The sharp, echoing urgency hits with pin point accuracey.powerful.
Lord Byron Silverhand
Why would you say this is a bad poem? Consider the searing emotion, which is more important than any meter scansion or rhyme scheme.
I call anything creative I do bad!
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Pish tosh, you stop that! [but no for real, relatable because We Are All Our Own Worst Critics (TM)]
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