Institution

The blood drips slowly down my fingertips,
I keep hearing the reverberating words of ‘your love is lost’
Smile upon my lips,
‘I’ve would of traded my life for his.. I would of done it for any cost’
As the tears stream down,
Have I lost my mind?
Or is it a calm madness that I have come to find?
They bind me within my own mind,
They think I’m going into sanity,
It’s a very thin line,
They hook cold wires in my veins,
Trying to put me into shame,
Hooked to the bed,
I’m as good as dead,
Looking through a window glass,
Watching all the happy people pass,
A heart monitor,
Beeps; telling them that I’m still alive,
How can it still register because I’ve been dead inside,
The lines across the screen begin to make words,
Something inside me that has been so long unheard,
‘I love you’
Tears tremble down,
A scream doesn’t make a sound…
He’s gone,
I’m shouting for help..
“it should have been you all along”
They walk by the girl in the bed,
They ignore her calls because she isn’t right in the head,
I’ve become invisible because my body they can’t see,
He was truly the only one out there that accepted me for me.