Bite Me

Two years of pills she didn't need.

Two years of straight jackets whenever she misbehaved.

Two years of her only comforts being a schizophrenic and a radio.

Two years of letting go and healing.

Two years of surviving, living one day at a time.

Two years of wishing it was all a dream, and dealing with the fact that it wasnt.

Two years of her life taken away from her because of one false accusation, and a claim of innocence that was nothing but the truth.