Soot

Wild fire soot darkens the sky.
A brown haze hovers over the city
It falls on every building, car and person
on every part of my body
even iside my mouth.
It smears grey filth upon my skin,
much like a drepressed mood
that smears darkness
over my entire body and soul.

The Seclusion Room

The horror
of the seclusion room,
the window
with it's criss cross screen
tht holds me securely in.
inside the white walls
with a high ceiling
that holds a camera.
Oh! The Camera!
Have to break the camera,
Somehow,  I must reach the camera
and distroy it.

Ingeniously,
someone left a chair in the room.
I scoot the chair
over to the windlow,
planning to balance on the window seal,
then reach over and smash the camera

I start my climb.
Suddenly,there are five people
holding me down
tieing me down.

Unable to move,
I know I must calm down.
I breath deep
and try to relax.

The seclusion room,
on the psych ward.

What has become of me?
 

The Gift of a Song

Trapped in a body
that was unable to move
my mother lay
in her hospital bed.

"I love you, Mom."
the only words I could
think to say.

I watched as my father
stroked her forehead.
Singing,
"Sure, I love the dear silver
that shines in her hair."
"Oh Godd bless you
and keep you, Mother Mckree."

A bright light of love
glowed around them.
A halo that framed
the two of them.
together for the last time
on this earth.

Eight years later,
in my own unconscious body,
I heard my sister singing,
so peacefully,
the overwhelming gift of love.