Mag 156 Challenge – The Cure

Challenge set from http://magpietales.blogspot.com.au

Wind of History Jacek Yerka

My eyes steely stare
at my past
the broken down car
the ‘house’
they remind me of how
I was so long ago
The days I would
struggle, being
dragged, screaming laid
upon a steel table
arms held down by
leather straps
My forehead strapped as
were my legs tightly
bound in place
rubber shoved into
my mouth
so I could not bite
my tongue draw my blood
or perhaps silence screams
the door shut tight
so others could
not hear their ways
of ‘fixing’ me
electrical volts
surged my body
the cure is what
they said to save me
from the demons
that lived inside my head
I didn’t trust
the outside world
I withdrew into
myself is this why
I suffered what they
thought that they could mend
I have walked away
said goodbye to the
windows that haunt
my dreams, look back
at the ruin it has become
barren now, as I was then
This house was not my medicine
or the pills forced in my mouth
I simply was a testing piece
I stare with steely eyes
I am now ‘normal’
I will not live one more day in hell

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