psych ward

walls paved with white
surrounded by scrubs
no shoelaces, no signs of love
compassion drained, hope lost
left as cold as the shower
a heart as hard as a rock
tears pour
enough to drown the emotionally dead
not a tub, or a thing to shred
emotion takes grasp
but their souls will never shine
another child left behind
foreclosed in the psych ward
uttering not a single word
crazy is all that is heard
beyond these walls something real
barred up windows
glued window sills
wooden chairs
glances not stares
hope gone
stupid melodramatic song