POC

POC Fury rattles the brain schizophrenia Psychiatry is a foreign language Demons are whispering friends, angels a refuge Masturbation relieves temporarily Isolated for weeks that never end The eye in the sky watches every move Styrofoam trays come timely as I shed the pounds My appearance turns barbaric as I drift into oblivion Controlled by pharmaceuticals Wrapped naked in a suicide vest Silence drives me crazy I scream and the guilt turns insane Drowning in vomit, forgotten by those that condemned me My soul shivers in madness Just another day in the Protective Observation Cell Written by: Larry N. Stromberg (c) 2021