Last Night In The Nuthouse

All bad things surely come to an end

Sure, why not? I am no longer around the bend!

4 months plus of incarceration

Filled to the gills with damn medication.

Pack up my shit & prepare for leaving

So long has passed, it begs believing!

Friendships forged

Food I have gorged

Doubled in size

Before my very eyes…

60 odd kilos on the scales

My weight gain has been off the rails

A runaway train, back on track

So glad to be getting my freedom back!

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