What makes me human?

What makes me human?

Sometimes Rosie isn't sure who she is. She was just recently taken into the asylum and she's already forgetting who she is. The decent into insanity is a hard path to be stuck on. Written in free verse poetry

published on September 26, 20179 reads 3 readers 0 not completed
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Chapter 3.

Rosie and the whispers

I hear whispers sometimes
In my head
Quiet girls screaming
Help me!
Why did you try to kill me?
I don't know!
I feel
I should
I don't
I don't
I don't know you
I killed you
I don't remember why
I wonder if Lola, Cat and
M A R I A N N E
Feel the same way
I don't remember my old life
I don't know how long I've been here
It's a prison
I'm a prisoner
Shhhhh
I can't help you
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