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I fear the back wards
of mental hospitals
I fear prison cells
its difficult being schizophrenic.
i hide it well
pass for normal
or at least have
for all these years
It was the grey cinder blocks
that got me agitated
Almost like bricks they are
surrounding me on two sides
just that little bit
felt to me
that i was walled in
didn't know that woman
surprised when she sat next to me
but she sensed it
like some of them can
me going to pieces
while it doesn't show on my face
she was hesitant
to put her arm around me
touched my back with her elbow
a couple of times
but she knew
i needed it
might have not looked all that pleasant
when we finally embraced
but thats the watchers problem
the need for that never leaves
and it always makes things better
regardless of age
thankfully
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