Psychosis in Lockdown - A Poem by John H Shelton (from Lockdown 2020)

Round and round we go.

Walking in ruthless circles.
Music banging loudly through my ears🎵🎶

Round and round we go, again.
Not knowing what to do.
Sliced my hand accidentlly on glass and nearly cut my fingers...

On a slippery slope of mud and mess.
This year was a year of distress.
This wasn't a year at my best at all.

Was it really anybody's year?
We all tried and got nowhere.
Lost our voices and love for all things Life.

However, don't worry cos there's a light 🕯️
Stopping me in my tracks.
A needle, sharp as a knife.

Come with us and you will see.
Five weeks of pure endless Eternity.
Locked doors and white coats and medication 🧥 💊

You're going be here for a while.
No denial that your mind is fragile.
Keep yourself going and safe. Cos at the end of the day, you're going away.

Corridors of blood, fighting and hoods
Poorly people that on the inside were truly good.
I'm waiting to get out of this prison of insane pain.

Scream all you like son.
Cos there's nothing you won't gain 🗣️
I did try to escape once. One cold Autumn night 🍂 🍁

Didn't do no good, but I did put up a Fight!
So drink your Tea, before it gets cold.
I'm a robot 🤖 on repeat 🔁 and a caution to behold.

Good bye 2020 A.D.... Let's not go there, again. 🤞 🤞