My mind
Is locked up
With chains and caution tape
Please don't enter
You'll get lost
Some comes out crazy
Getting haunted by the strom
Some doesn't come out alive
Pain is on the walls
Screaming is in the air
Each door is a surprise
Some comes out blind
Some comes out lost for words
With dried up tears
Remind them what they have seen
I tried to warn you
Not to enter
Not to sit down with me
There are consequences
It's a lot to write down
Turning your smile into a frown
Too deep for church
Too gone for a hospital
Too out of control for police
So stay out
Please Don't Enter
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Comments3
Does OSHA know of this place? Just kidding. This sounds like someone that wants their space and is giving warning to those around them to stay clear. Very nice
Although they know they need to talk, there not ready as this write expresses well
This poem is so well written! I love the power in that warning.
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