Free At Last Poem by Kevin Carney

You have been pushed to the edge.
Cruelty and hurt,
you can't take it anymore.
The voices in the night.
Push you to the brink of darkness.
A step closer to madness…

Your mind can't take it anymore.
The nights you lie alone in the dark…
Eyes wide open.
You seem so haunted in the end.
Nightmares and fever,
cold sweats leaving you terrified…

The drugs do not help them go away.
The unbearable screams in your head…
They just won't be silenced….
The scars you bare,
they won't just go away…
The booze and the pills,
a constant diet hoping to end your life.

You cut yourself,
you poisoned yourself…
Only to fail so miserably.
Proving another disappointment in your life.
Life for you so fickle and cruel…
You can't even end it,
no matter how hard you try…


You try to live day to day.
The tranquilizers you eat,
clouding your mind…
Still the voices won't go away.
They taunt and haunt.
Images run through the back of your head.

They've locked you up.
The lighted halls,
the constant watching…
Padded rooms.
The shocks, the straitjacket…
The fears still don't go away.

Finally,
they say you're cured,
A new life for you,
thinking there is finally hope.
You just have to believe.
With some help of the thorazine.
The doctors had promised,
in fact,
they guaranteed.

The voices and fears started to creep in again.
You reach for the chair,
The rope is already there.
You teeter on the edge,
pushing off…
Knowing you are finally going to be free.