Assessment Ward

It started with coffee, a bed, a ginger biscuit They said it might put things into perspective Does water change a stone with a tiny drop? No one seemed to care that I was shaking Like Jericho’s walls before they tumbled down I hugged my terrors like a nest of spiders Skated on thin ice each night Looked in the mirror, someone strange looked back I escaped for a while into a sunflower picture ‘But this won’t do, ’ they said. ‘This will not do at all’ Like a porcupine’s back, I bristled Little black shudders ran me through and through Razor-clawed, mind tore and picked at memories Till they bled