

Room 19There are a lot of crazy people here. Only crazy people are supposed to be here. And here I am in a black tank top, covered with a white unbuttoned shirt, and baggy green pants. The ones I wore yesterday. They are still torn at the bottom. Everyone seems to be sleeping, no movement, and no social activity yet, I am filled with anxiety anyway. As soon as they leave, I am then directed to Room 19. A key unlocks my closet door. I then put away my clothes and personal belongings. They didn’t allow me to keep my journal, it had spiral wiring. I sat on my bed that was covered with a hospital blanket. Funny how those keep you warm despite the facRoom 19
--
The clouds will part and sky cracks open
and God himself will reach his fucking
arm down
just to push you down
just to hold you down
-TR
--
I eat meat.....but ironically.
Previous PageNext Page