NO MORE ECHOES

[dadio]

Two mental breakdowns
In as many years;
The ECT, she
Knows too well; the dark

Corridors; the sharp
Broken mirrors, all
Reflecting different
Selves; the slashed wrist;

Bath-almost-drowning
Business; the white
Coated nurse and docs
And the tricks up their

Long thin sleeves; and the
Emptiness inside
With the long slow fall
Into that so long

Awaited and wished for
Oblivion and
No more echoes from
The sad ghostly dead.

[stilltrucking]

a good capture I think

"Is there no way out of the mind? "Sylvia Somebody

[dadio]

Thank you, stilltrucking.

[Atehequa]

Quite enjoyable and always interesting, dadio.

[dadio]

Thank you, Atehequa.