We are all mad here

usedinkpoetry

Dark.

Cold.

Lonely.

 

All eyes were on me like I was a fresh piece of meat.

We were all dressed in the same blue gowns,

Just different reasons for being locked up.

 

It was all for our safety,.

Yet,

It was still dark, cold, and lonely.

  • Author: usedinkpoetry (Offline Offline)
  • Published: May 26th, 2018 02:46
  • Category: Unclassified
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Comments1

  • HangingbyaHalo

    A Chilling contradiction. Thank you for sharing.



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