I should not be here, can't they see?
Just get out of my head!
If you leave then I won't be dead!
But I must die in here instead.
Day in and day out I sit,
Like a wild dog in its cage,
Listening to the floors creak from age,
And you scream out with silenced rage.
The shadow's laugh and dance around me,
As the night slowly passes,
And soon they'll send in the sleeping gases,
So that they may be at ease from my madness.
My padded walls and white coat,
Mark me as the mess I'm not,
But this is what you sought,
And here you cause me to rot.
They have come for me,
Those doctors clad in white,
Syringe in hand and a small light,
You stay calm, but I wish to fight.
You said it would be fine!
You, the part of me that lies!
With numbing body and watery eyes,
I hear you gently whisper "Goodbye."