A Night At The Psych Ward Poem by Billy Loving

Such a maudlin place to be
Walls, sterile bright white
Their bleakness starring back at me
A solitary window showcasing the night
Soon to drift off to sleep
Only to be awakened with a sudden start
Hearing the screams that fill the keep
Slamming door, sudden depart
Using the pillow to cover my head
Sounds of confusion fill the air
As I await in my bed
Weeping and moans of despair
A reassuring silence makes it's return
Safe in my room, nothing to concern