Involuntary

An excerpt from a psychiatric hospital stay in 2007 (I think) where I befriended a young girl who was only there because there were no available foster parents, and her parents beat her.

I watched you,

as you tried to sneak out behind me.

I heard the woman say

"She's trying to escape"

We had done this

a million times before.

The halls were action packed,

I was told to go to my room.

So I did, but I watched.

Four security guards,

6 feet tall, muscular

Tackled her to the ground.

I can still hear her screams,

and the noise it made when 

her shoulder popped out of the join.

A syringe appears

It disappears through her jeans,

but the screaming doesn't stop.

She fights and fights,

they won't let her go.

She won't give up, so

like a potato sack they haul her

over their shoulders

to bring her to Seclusion.

I get caught opening my door,

but my nurse knew we were close.

All she can do is offer me Thorazine,

I gladly take it, and go back to my room.

The screaming now turned into

heart wrenching sobs.

I run to the washroom when I hear

her choking from crying so hard.

I vomit up the Thorazine,

and I vomit until I vomit green bile.

Suddenly, the screaming stops.

Oh, the drugs must have kicked in.

Another dose or Thorazine,

I am in another world,

but I'm schizophrenic, so,

I'm never quite in the right world.

I wouldn't know it

if I saw it.

Hours pass. Her door is closed.

I stand vigil.

Suddenly, she walks out, doped up

Just like me, but she had it worse.

Her crime: 14 years old, foster child,

she skipped school one too many times.

Author's Note

This is my first time writing in years, so please, forgive me!