This is my space to let out my poetry to anyone who passes through. Although they are on very heavy subjects e.g.- child abuse, depresion, mental illness. They all need to be read. These works are all actual events in my life, and I sincerly hope that they will help someone to undersand what the consequences of child abuse is in adult life. I know, I've been through it. One last thing. If you are looking for a cheap turn on. Then I'm afraid you will be sorely disappointed.
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ADMISSION
The first time I was admitted
It was a terrifying scene
Like a scene straight out of Hitchcok
Or a book by Stephen King
Just as I was taken in
Through the double doors
There was an old man lying screaming
Semi-naked on the floor
The nurses didn't bother
They were watching the T.V.
I couldn't believe it was happening
The whole thing was so surreal
Then when I looked further
There was a young man being fed
He was so doped up with tablets
He looked like the living dead
One guy kept saying "What year is it"
He'd say "I don't know where I am"
"All I want is a little sandwich"
"Have you got a little jam"
This man was eating constantly
He stuffed himself all day
He'd then through up in the dining room
In the middle of our tea
One young lad I felt sorry for
He'd cry 'till his eyes were raw
He was hearing voices in his head
Saying "Your mum's a whore"
He said "I don't believe them"
"I know they're telling lies"
He was trying to deny it
But the truth showed in his eyes
You may think this sounds horrible
But it happens all the same
In wards in every hospital
In your town and in mine
These people are forgotten
They're societys mistakes
We shouldn't try to hide them
What happens if you're next
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NIGHT
Set adrift on a sea of night
Darkness rules it slays the light
Silent echoes drifting in
I must hold on, the night can't win
I sometimes wonder if it's wise
Looking for light through blinded eyes
There must be a way to break this night
Even God can't make it right
When I sleep the nightmares come
They linger on long after dawn
I go through the day with fear still there
In this endless pit of filth and fear
Each day brings a spark of hope
maybe today it will start to stop
I must break free from this numbing pain
Oh God not a day of night again
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