I ride the bus<\/p>\n
from one town, to another.<\/p>\n
Leaving behind<\/p>\n
my mother<\/p>\n
and her whispered lies<\/p>\n
(these lies have grown inside me…<\/p>\n
malignancies<\/p>\n
that have become my truth)<\/p>\n
Carrying everything I own<\/p>\n
in a ripped green plastic bag…<\/p>\n
(mostly clothes from the Hospital’s lost and found, but there is a special glass bong and my journal, as well)<\/p>\n
The Hospital told me my insurance<\/p>\n
would pay for one night in a motel, upon my release<\/p>\n
from the psychiatric ward.<\/p>\n
I am 18.<\/p>\n
I decided to go back, and\u00a0spend the night\u00a0with\u00a0\u00a0the man who beat me, instead.<\/p>\n
But in the morning, I got on the bus out of town, away from his meth fueled love and violence.<\/p>\n
Different town,<\/p>\n
same voices in my head.<\/p>\n
There is some comfort<\/p>\n
in the insanity<\/p>\n
and violent drama<\/p>\n
of instability and chaos.<\/p>\n
It is the known,<\/p>\n
in a world of unknowns.<\/p>\n
<\/p>\n
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