And they call them antipsychotics

Olanzipine makes you obese

Aripirazole makes you lactate

Clozapine makes you faint

But I’m not worried about the seniority of the doctors in charge

Who are too young to understand the sensitivity of the psyche

And its warrants to allow those with undue pressures to perform

To allow them to feel secure in the findings of medicine

They don’t understand the use of prescription medicine to help their cause

To understand feelings misjudging them as faithless beings

Inscribed with the factual and not informative.

I feel they are killing us successfully as they use their means to open doors they should leave shut and to close them is impossible once they begin their terror.

Picu is psychiatric intensive care which they do not do. They don’t care and leave you caged with your medicine until you adapt to their way of thinking.

It is sure to be the end of all thinking when they absolve themselves of all jurice prudence and allow the writing to say it all.

When it all began

I could see the difference between the in and the out

I could tell that it would be different in the morning

I could see that it was all a fairytale

But now I couldn’t and didn’t and so

It is now a fill and a fall before

I die.  Of slumber I cannot share

This end.  But I can slow down

The rush of fate then I can open the door

To a new begin without there being anyone there

To see.

Copyright B E Saunders 2016