Trapped Inside

Found on the floor
Surrounded by blood
Knife in hand
Death knocking at the door
Seconds away from answering
Suddenly interrupted
Whisked away in an ambulance
Lacerations cleaned
Sewn shut and bandaged
Put under suicide watch
Locked in a padded room
Left with nothing but the clothes on my back
Anything "dangerous" taken from me
Leaving nothing behind
Not even shoe laces
Given a pill to sedate me
Not allowed to think or move
Without being watched and analyzed
Taken to a psychiatrist
On a daily basis
Where I am charged
Hundreds of dollars an hour
Just to be told I am depressed
And in need of help
A word of disputed definition
To me meaning
To find the root of the problem
To the "professionals" meaning
Medicated into a coma of sorts
To balance the chemicals
Of my "twisted" mind
Made to swallow
A concoction of chemicals
Not told what the effect
On my body will be
Only informed
That these pills will make me "normal"
If such a thing even exists
Considered to have a "mental disorder"
The side effect of such medicinal miracles
Being trapped inside of myself
A prisoner of my own mind
Being told that I am "cured"
That these poisons are helping
Everyone saying
I have been healed
While I still feel the same
Depression gripping me
Suicide still tempting
No emotions allowed to show
Never once do these educated minds
Take time to consider
That I am not sick
As they claim
But rather
Able to see the corruption in the world
The greed and death
The gradual extinction of civility and humanity
Brought about by political agendas
And arrogance of countries
That possibley death
And eternally resting in peace
Seem a more viable alternative
Than living, if it can be called that,
In a world blind to its own nievete
Seeing me as crazy
Rather than intelligent
Supposedly analyzing me
Yet not listening to a word I say
Forgetting that
In matters of the mind
Nothing is constant
Every mind is individual
That while the information
In their education
May ring true for some
There will always
Remain a few
Who don't fit into
The black and white
But walk the grey line between
And until they open their eyes, ears, and minds
Those few will sink
In the short comings of narrow mindedness
Being forced to swallow
Harmful miracles of science
And remaining trapped inside
Suffering at the hands of our own minds.