By Mona Lisa Safai

When desperation rules the body and mind,
Unintentional victims
fall prey to possible panaceas
Senses become frail
My tale,a scent of betrayal

Now, as their compliant client,
My body spasms until pain spawns
colored pills through my veins

I scream and hear no sound
I shiver, but feel no chill
The White Coats cannot protect me
against its invisible diseased seize

I gaze at darkness
I burn and my skin does not sever
Empty hospital halls push me further
Their words hide the murder

I listen, but no voice sings
I scar, but my soul purifies
My toxic tremors dare my body's mourn of
Once, wedded spirit and life
Now torn,

I grasp at flames and feel no heat
I cry, but my cheeks have no streams of salty tears
I exist
Only words persist...

I bleed through words
where I am heard
My mind and body heals
a delicate bind
Time no longer steals
I speak...I see...I hear...I touch...I believe
My words embrace me
my seize leaves me.