The Cuckoo's Nest

I remember the moment

I knew something was wrong

I was sixteen years old

She seemed 7 feet tall

We made a connection

When I stepped into her world

I saw her

In the corner

A scared little girl

Full of softness

And sadness

Mistrust

And pain

Not knowing

Who to talk to

Not knowing

Who to blame

Her fear made her tremble

Her defenses

A threat

Not considered a person

Rather,

An unwanted family debt

She wanted to run

She tried to hide

Tough on the outside

Broken inside

I remember the moment

Intensity grew

Alarms screamed in the background

I didn’t know what I knew

Selective hearing

Resistance

And pride


Leant my friend

The Giant

To authority’s

Demise

Stretchers

Syringes

Victimizers

And victims

Blindfolds

Medications

Institutions

And silence

Large burly men

Dressed all in white

Stormed through the hallways

With power

And might

With one jab of a needle

The big little girl fell

The nightmares she dreamt of

Came alive in this hell

Authority, degradation

She is overcome

The ‘job’ is complete

She is comfortably numb

I realize today

As I sift through my thoughts

My mind may be different

Though insight

On the dot.

For it's always been with me

Even before I knew

There's something wrong with our system

“IT'S NOT ME IT'S YOU!!!”