White Coats

They lock me in here

Myself, alone with all of my fear

The pale wall is my only friend

It listens to what I have to say

No matter how it sounds in the end

I'm certain this must be a mistake

I do not need these pills they're forcing me to take

Men with white coats drift by the metal door

They must be scientists, I'm very sure

With their theories and experiments

They think their life is time well spent

But they get nothing solved

Their antidotes cure not even a dog

I have become just another patient of theirs

They care not a thing for me, they just give me blank stares

But they go home to a lonely place

Drinking alcohol to fill the empty space

Pathetic excuses for men is what they are

Foolish for thinking they have no flaws

How dare they stick these needles into my skin

Forcing me to see the demons I hide within

But one day they will see

From this straitjacket I will break free

And I will kill them all, leave not one alive

I'll stick many needles into their helpless eyes

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Posted by Sad Sara 2008-06-06 23:01:10 Um... What the hell was that? Look, theoretically and Poetically yer gotta an effective plan with needles in eyes, but yer need to grab keys, or yer juss be stay locked up with needle eyed people who may be a little bit pissed off once they realize they be get needles shoved in eyes and blood get drip and make stain on white coat. Aye, it stressful wearing white. I hate it, always some little sticky kid want hug. So yeah, there go clean clothes, but yer know, I not complain, it could be worse, it could be not sticky kid want hug, but some psychotic Poetic want make me part of dramatic moment and stab needles in me eyes. I not like that I wouldn't think. I got eyelash in eye other day, it make me eye very angry and red. I ask it nicely be calm, but it kept watering and cryinn' Hey, Sorrowful One, if I'd seen yer as a sticky kid, I'd of given yer a hug, plus a sucker to practice yer stab thingy. Aye, kids. Gotta love 'em... (Or they'll fookin' stab yer in the eye with needles.) 'Anna + Report this comment
Posted by lemon 2008-06-06 23:06:26 nice Good poem loved the stabbing needles into their eyes bit. :) keep posting + Report this comment
Posted by Zombie Punk 2008-06-22 22:09:20 .... cool poem i like it all but from the "how dare they stick needles into my skin" part and all the way to the end was the best. keep on writing! + Report this comment

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