The White Room

A white room of cushions surround me.I am waiting for my shrink to sign my release at least from this room.I stare at the blank walls counting each thread,like a ticking clock that's wrapped to tight.My eyes stare in a blank fashion cursing the day my parents found passion.I sit!I pace,then I pace some more.1

Oh look!there peeking in at me.I'm the monkey in the cage.Throw me the banana colored pills or shoot me up with your finest yellow solution,because I am not you and hate society today.2

Who prepared me for this room " let freedom ring".Now I laugh at my thoughts humoring myself.Watch it now there still evaluating my behavior, a study specimen.Oh no they saw I guess that's indecent behavior.3

This room! four walls has worsened me.I will rest now sleep comes as the drugs set in.There is the mat to sleep on the floor, oh how low I have become.4

Depression is not the word that is to modest.For how I feel the human monkey in the white cage.Why must the walls be white with lack of human compassion they cry out to me. 5

Please come get me and rid me of this walled in box.What is this to do, but deaden me of all and hide me away.6

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  • kkatie55
    July 19, 2005
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    ty you so much for your kind words

  • pattyann4500
    July 19, 2005
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    This is really very good. You took an inamate object and brought it to life. The white wall is indicative of those rooms, isn't it. There is great hopelessness in your tone throughout, especially the part where your parents had found passion. It is true that no child ever asked to be born. Great job on this! Hugs, Patricia

  • Touched by an Angel
    July 16, 2005
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    Good Luck!!

    Wow, very nice work
    You've have showed a lovely true side
    Even though sadness is not that good
    But it's still a true feeling!!
    Good Job! Keep it up!
    God Bless & Good Luck!

    oxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxo
    Sedusha

  • I love him so much
    July 16, 2005
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    wow this is great. I love it. I just got done writing a long story about true love. I'm in love with someone that lives in NJ when I live in OH. Although I can't complain he's the best bf in the world. Check out my things and then his stuff his sn is Gods Child 2005.