Deluding Secrets

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Booksie Classic
For my mother, who has been taken into an asylum. P.S I am completely aware 'callen' is not a word. Thank-you.

Submitted: August 13, 2010

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For mother
I’m going crazy
Everything is hazy
It’s like a fog has fallen
Which insanity has callen
 
White walls
Whispered calls
Closed tight eyes
Comfort made lies
 
Tasteless pills
To heal my ills
Side-long glances
They doubt my chances
 
Depleted smile
Read-through file
Shaking heads
This time I’m dead


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