Hospital Stay written by Jenna W at Spillwords.com

Hospital Stay

Hospital Stay

written by: Jenna W

@IIJennaWhiteII

 

Monday I was breaking down
Tuesday was fought from the ground
Wednesday was filled with self mutilation
Thursday I couldn’t care about creation
Friday was the day in the hospital.

Walking through the doors of emergency
My mind screamed with urgency
“to cut, to choke, to be lost”
while I spoke my eyes glossed-
over with the tears I shed everyday
fretting over every second of the week-day.

The doctors were afraid I’d go through
with the plan as I tread on mania, blue.
Bipolar disorder was a title I wear,
while medication is my love affair.
The gowns we must put on in 7 west
put a name on who was feeling best,
Instead of making us individual
they group us together until
a member of the outside single us out
or an episode begins; scream and shout.

Can you understand a life
that is surrounded by the knife
of remorse and depression?
I am sick, it’s a confession.

Jenna W

Jenna W

I am a survivor of domestic abuse, living with Bipolar disorder and a student of child psychology.

I am a 25 year old Canadian blogger and poet.
Jenna W

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