The hospital (edited )

The hospital (edited )

The hospital

He couldn't grip

He always slipped

And bit by bit

He lost his wits

Voices in his head

While laying in bed

Things were said

That made him red

Crazy thoughts

Thought of alot

Can not grip

Mind has slipped

The family worried

His mind was blurry

Then they hurried

And they scurried

Called the hospital

To stop this h$ll

And make him well

But they didn't tell

Crazy thoughts

Thought of alot

Can not grip

Mind has slipped

So he went away

Suddenly one day

For a short stay

To escape the fray

He went for help

Others had felt

He wanted to melt

Inside his shell

Crazy thoughts

Thought of alot

Can not grip

Mind has slipped

They gave him pills

A needle to chill

They held him still

He wasn't thrilled

Soon he fell deep

The meds did creep

No need for sheep

To fall right asleep

Crazy thoughts

Thought of a lot

Can not grip

Mind has slipped

After many days

No more in a haze

Maybe just a phase

Of being in a daze

Soon he was released

Voices mostly ceased

Voices no longer feast

Now just has peace

He learned to cope

He still has hope

It won't cut his rope

But to just say nope

Crazy thoughts

Thought of alot

Can not grip

Mind has slipped

I just want it to quit

©Schizology

I went to the hospital in 2004....I had a mental breakdown

I was not myself for a long time up until going there