The Lady I Once Knew 

Inspired by a lady I once met when I was in hospital a few years ago. She was a psychiatric patient who struggled with paranoia

Didn’t so much as see you than hear you

the first time I learnt you existed;

the wing echoed with shrikes you brewed

not pain-concocted, but from fear you conjured

 

Your angry gnashing concerned and worried

breaking illusions of safely locked doors

as your hollers and cries unearthed buried

secrets and sores pressed down deep in our cores

 

The fears you harboured, you duly shared

telling of logos that controlled your mind;

clear, in your eyes, you sought someone who cared

as you shared your fear of being electrified

 

And then you’d stand and empty out your tears

in an attempt to cleanse all worries and fears

 

Sonnet 4 of 100

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