My whole life was a lie. The doctors were doing the most
I never really had Schizophrenia they just wanted a reason to diagnose
They just wanted to give me meds to shove down my throat
But I need no worry because I was free
They took me to the doors and the first mother fucking thing I see....
Well the man I used to call father who murdered my mother was saying hi to me
He's the one who put me in this horrible dark empty room
And in that thing I called a white cocoon
It was never a fucking cocoon
It was a device they put me in to trap all my tears and all my feelings of hope
It was a sedative without any meds
It was the thing that make my limbs feel numb
Well now back to my "father"
all I said to him was
"what about my mother which he took me from"
Her life was so sweet like the taste of sap on a tree
How fucking rude of him to kill her in front of me
He stabbed ger one times too many
And I had seen plenty
My "father" is a horrible man
I'm sure he had a plan when I came home again
I would rather be killed by a murder than be trapped in that cocoon
But like I said in the last chapter..
I hope this ends soon..
When he pulled into the driveway he opened my door
All I wanted was for him to face plant on the fucking concrete floor
Cause that's what he gets for stabbing my mother at 24
I can't do math but I'm pretty sure he's 28
But I was 4 years too late to even go to court and say
That I don't have a mental disorder and I shouldn't be stuck in the dark empty room
I swear it was like a bunch of crazy fucking nuns from a movie in one fucking tomb
I hate to say this but I wish I had died
I have to live with this crazy man that's supposed to be my father
And you know what I did? I cried and cried till I realized
I have no friends nor foe
I'm all alone, and it's a long, empty road
Will I really be able to survive this ride
I know my dear mother would want me to thrive
But not in this way
Not in this new dark room like an empty, can't find a way out type of tomb
I'm lost in a cave, and I can't shout cause my vocal chords have decayed
I'm rotting like my mother is in her grave
When will this all end? And when can I escape?
Will I die before I can hide? Or will I fight before I can die?
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