White Padded Cell Walls
Surronded by white padded walls
Locked away from the world
In hope of helping me
And making me better
Trying to give me reasons to live
The doctors and nurses
Do thier job and leave
No longer taking the time to talk to me
Not since that little incident
I tried to drown myself
In a bath of hot water
The nurse walked in and saved me
Not giving me a chance to finish what I had set out to do
So I'm staring as the white walls
Which surrond me
One little window
Made of plastic
In the top centre of the white door
The voiced are talking to me again
Telling me to wait
Telling me to be patient
Wait a few more minutes, the say
Let the nurses check on you first
Then you can leave this world of torment
I wait
I think
I daydream
I listen for the sound of approaching footsteps
time drags on, seeming like hours
When finally the nurse arrives
She checks then leaves
silence as she enters
Silence as she leaves
The moment she's gone the knief apprears
They had been so careful
Yet one small slip up
Is going to undo all thier so-called work
They had taken all my sharp objects away
Not letting me near a knief, a razorblade or something like that
But they slipped up
They gave me a knief with my food
Turning thier backs on me for a quiet little chat
I slipped the knief up my sleeve
Hiding it up til now
As I cut deep into my wrist
I write on the walls
Of my white padded cell
I write my goodbye lettter
My suicide letter in my own blood
Once finished
The darkness finally takes a hold
I greet it warmly
Sinking to the floor I utter my last words
"Goodbye cruel, Tomentative world...."
