Driving me mad

We did not get washed today I told the Carer.

Yes,you did,she replied

No,we did not get washed nor do our teeth.

A lady was crying in the night

No, it’s all in your imagination

My sister could hear her on the phone.

No response.

There is a sad haunting coming from somewhere.is it human

Denying my reality can confuse me and drive me crazy

The hospital staff are well good at it Psychosis is on the rise

Your real aim

By Katherine

Thank you for your letter

Have you ever seen a psychiatrist

I can’t read your writing

I can’t read your face.

Don’t hide between the shrines

Are you a British Object.

Have we met later yet

I read your palms.

Where did you grow.

What is your real game

Her voice

Katherine's avatarHow my heart sings

The ice in the eye
Invisible glass
Splinters the vision
Light can harass.

Panic makes feints
Like dancing with skates
She passed out in angst
Traumatic the date

The clutch at the heart
Oxygen, gas
Loosen your grip
The glory, the waste

Ariel,Israel,
Where is the horse?
Where are the olives?
Where is her voice?

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