Dairies of the Red Door Asylum

Ahh...
Home sweet home.
I wandered and roamed,
for far too long.
How far was I wronged?
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...
...
Up until,
I shot the bluebird's song.

                         Comfy white walls,
                         my name they call.

          Sammie... 
                                Sammie...
Wanna play hide n' go seek?
I've been here more than a week,
and I still just want to sleep.
No worries, I'll just weep.
From the memories I keep.
The ones I embedded d

  e

     e

         p,

withing my seeping skin.

I thought of a red rose,
on a sweet summer day.
Or is that how it goes?

Oh HELL how no one knows.
Listen to my godforsaken woes.

And with the blade,
I dug, dug... dug.
All those lines I made,
with my muddy blood.
And when my arm flooded...
I only caked it with your sister's guts.

DARLING.............
I'm not nuts.
I told you before,
last time, now once more.
I
   AM
            NIGHTMARE!!!!!

But now I sit on my arse,
in this family hause.
Munching on the intestines of a mouse.
Do you hear
the hum, humm, hummm......
from my tongue.
Reverberating in my tum.
My mental mind so dumb,
from the tainted rum.
But I can't run.
Because my ill-diseased mum,
keeps me locked between her decaying gums.
So now I must thank this asylum.
Keeping me in this straight-jacket,
away from the racket.
Of my dearly belov'ed hatchet.

Goodnight,
world of lovely bright.
You and your blinding light,
of brilliant pure white.

My trusted diary of the run-d
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Red Door ASYLUM

Reviews

[Tai Ryens]

How enticing it is to listen to the ramblings of insane men, whispers of schizophrenics as they babble on as if it were everyday conversation. Wondrous indeed..