Solingo Poem by Kitty Marie Lucas

So, they took me home again,
my white-coated neighbours escorted me there.
I got to wear my favorite jacket,
and go to my room, the third door, where
there is so much light, so safe.
I curl up in the corner, and rock to sleep;
in my dreams, there are shadows I have to fight.

She sits in the chair in the room down the hall,
and she stares out the window all day.
She knew everything that could save this world,
but they took her wonderful voice away.

She spoke of beauty and peace,
but the light just made her sad.
Her eyes could look right through and beyond,
I could never make her laugh.
So the neighbours thought
she was far too gone.
They broke her spirit, then stole her voice.
They didn't know that they were wrong.

I want to know what she sees
in the translucent glass.
I step out of my room, and I walk down the hall.
I stand next to her, I finally ask.
For an hour, it seemed, she did not move,
then she looked up with teary eyes.
She points to the window, her finger shaking;
I almost faint in surprise.
In the window I see her reflection,
but it is angry and shaking with rage.
In the background, I see the demons
torment a child so much younger in age.
I look down for an answer.
She shakes and she cries.
'I've lost everything...
but my past I will hate, ' she adamantly sighs.
Again, she looks to the glass.
Composure regained, she sits straight.

Now many years have passed,
I still sit in my room and wait.
I wait for her to come out,
to move on from sin.
I still love her,
but I'll never see her again...

She sits in the chair in the room down the hall,
and she stares out the window all day.
She knew everything that could save this world,
but they took her wonderful voice away.