Asylum Absurdity

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Booksie Classic
This poem is about feeling like no one hears what you have to say

Submitted: December 09, 2011

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Submitted: December 09, 2011

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If I shout my convictions to the wind

But no one is around to hear them

Do I still make a sound?

Standing on my soapbox

In a padded room under lock and key

Soundproof

Trying to get the last word out

Before they pump my veins

Full of complacency

Slamming my head

Against the fourth wall

Until my brain is exposed

Inviting them into my madness

Before I fade to black


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