Moon Drop Tears

Day in the Life of a Psych Ward Patient

They strip you of your comfort

Of your clothes

Of your autonomy

They take away your strings

Your pencils

Your life

So that you don't take it away from yourself

No combs

No brushes

No will to keep going

Wake up- breakfast

Wait

Wait

Wait

Scribble away with crayons and watch the same few movies on loop to pass the time

Another person checks out

Wait

Wait

Wait

Lunch- eat

Scribble away and watch TV

Phonecalls

Only your emergency contacts

They want to keep you isolated

You know they're listening

Did you get your skin check done

If course you did

Everyone does

You're not here to make friends

Time to go outside

It's fenced in

Hardly even a yard

Another person threw the football over the fence

Keep scribbling

Go back inside

Scribble more as you

Wait

Wait

Wait

Dinner- eat

Phonecalls again

Time for hygiene

And time for the end of another miserable day

Where you're punished for your crime of instability