Insanity

by Van - Not entered

Insane, unstable
People who have this are unable
To so called fend for themselves
put there because they believe in elves
Wrapped up in jackets, vests
In this eternal hell who could rest
Screaming in pitches unheard of
They are missing one thing love 
People born or taken there 
To the point where they pull out there hair
restrained in ther beds 24 7
Do these people still believe in heaven
Probably beliefs in hell
Is where they rest even dwell
People die from this restrain
For the simple reason there insane

Birth sign: Not entered
Date created: 1999-03-12 17:22:27
Last updated: 2021-03-03 14:40:59
Poem ID: 52096

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