Yellow - 2/26/2004

Filling her mind
The voice in her head.
A purpose
Better than dead
Fill the lonesome hours
A will to live
They found me out
You are WRONG
Pump her with pills
Lock her away
Promise she’ll be better
Some day.
A tub of water
A current
Killing her mind
Killing me
Leaving but an empty shell
Of what she used to be.

AN: I wrote this for English back in highschool based on the woman in "The Yellow Wallpaper".