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• Neha Sharma, Grade 9
• Poetry
• 2012

I am isolated in a room surrounded by 5 white walls
Pure white
And out of curiosity I am wondering
Is that strong aching pain in my stomach there…
Because I am scared?
I have to stop this emotion of fear
Because Hades will get stronger from it
The hades
In me.
Well that’s what I’ve been told
From those people in white
I hear a slight creak…an open door?
With a man walking in
Plain pale pokerface and a WHITE coat
The pain in my stomach suddenly got really sharp
As if someone has stabbed me right through the middle with a knife
….once again.
I know what he is going to do to me
Hurt ME
Maybe because I cant answer his questions
But I have already told him so many times
That the voices told me to do it.
Why would I kill….
My own mother?
I loved her
But then again…she never loved me.