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An Asylum Wall's Cry

A Mental Patient's Plea for Help!

By Migdalia TorresPublished 5 years ago 1 min read
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Photo by Arvin Chingcuangco on Unsplash

I'm tied down by Feet and Hands, I cannot breathe, I'm drowning in a pool of Tears

Help me live for something I beg!

Get me out of this Asylum Walls; please do something for me not to fall deeper in this Medication Roller Coaster

My Heart Dies a little at a time, my Life goes out

I cannot find the Outcome to it all and everything is a waste

I'm so useless that everything looks "DARK" for me

There is No Tomorrow and the Sun is all a Haze

The Moon is shining high above me now, and I'm still in the same with my Hands Tied down

Without having a Consolation without having Hope to get out of this Hell and being tied by "Life's Struggles and Obscurities" without having Refuge or the Strength to leave this Mad House of a Situation

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Migdalia Torres

I am a New Indie Author/Songwriter/Poet

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