Terry Collett

Gold Star - 23,271 Points (13/12/1947 / LONDON)

No More Echoes. - Poem by Terry Collett

Two mental breakdowns
In as many years;
The ECT, she
Knows too well; the dark

Corridors; the sharp
Broken mirrors, all
Reflecting different
Selves; the slashed wrist;

Business; the white
Coated nurse and docs
And the tricks up their

Long thin sleeves; and the
Emptiness inside
With the long slow fall
Into that so long

Awaited and wished for
Oblivion and
No more echoes from
The sad ghostly dead.

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Poem Submitted: Sunday, May 27, 2012

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