Ready for a time out
she said to me,
as the Revital began to drip
repetitively through the bluish
cord inside my body.
Ten…
Nine…
Eight…
The lights turned off
and in my mind,
I could recall nothing.
Like a spreadsheet on the table
laid out for all to see,
I nervously faded into the dark unknown.
For all the electricity
entering through me
I could power up the government that
has been dead for centuries
but I still believe in changes.
A shock so potent
But I don’t know it
because the Revital has me past hazy
and this is supposed to help the “crazy”
and I can’t stop this, but maybe
I won’t wake up.
Another wave of positively charged ions
escape through my brain
and beams
ever so forcefully to the center
where my core resides.
Waking up is the worst part
when all you want to do is part
ways with the depression
and say goodbye.
Until next time,
this was round 6 out of 9
Only 3 more lightening strikes to the mind.
Misunderstood InSaNiTy 