I can see myself running down halls
Beating and screaming on locked doors
Everyone turns and walks the other way
Or inside the rooms people just smile
At my predicament, glad it’s me not them
This time, at least I am the one
Who’s gone over the edge
The hall seems endless and dark
I run towards that darkness
Still screaming but given up the pounding
I don’t need leers from others like me
Their judgment stings deeper than any
 Plunging headlong into that inky end
Where I know a room has my name
On it in bold letters, proclaiming
My oddities, my differences
But doesn’t anyone understand
That I don’t want to be cured
I don’t want to be another zombie
Filled with lies that comes from
Those in authority and inane meetings
While they nod their heads
Proud of crushing a diabolical individual
Who only wanted to be left alone
To deal with the pain, in my own way
But oh, no surely you understand
That kind of treatment won’t be tolerated
It doesn’t make you better
It doesn’t take the pain away
Your better off if you be the way
We want you to be so listen closely
Take these pills and watch television
After an undetermined time you
Will be right as rain, beaming
A smile at everyone in your path
Pay no attention the ache
That resides in your heart
We haven’t killed you
Just what has defined you
For thirty years
We are just exorcising
Your demons for your own well being
My feet skid to a wavering stop
In front of the aforementioned door
Knowing if I go inside eventually
I will come out but never the same
Words won’t flow from my fingers anymore
No more will get written or told
And truth be told, I will wilt
Slowly dying inside their lies and promises
Knowing that I have something to share
Trying to untangle myself, find me again
But if I do I will wind up back here
Doing this over again…again
Then screaming and pounding again
Wanting only to be left alone
Without interference or well placed counsel
To fight my own painful journey

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