It's just my eye that you can see, <br />Come closer now, can you see me? <br />I'm locked in here against my will, <br />They tell me I am very ill. <br />It's just my eye that you can see, <br />I've been in here since half past three.......... <br /> <br />I've been in here six hours so far, <br />I have to pee in a urine jar. <br />The floor is padded, so are the walls, <br />No one hears my plaintive calls. <br />I've been in here six hours or more, <br />I think I'll be here twenty four............... <br /> <br />Two days have passed, I know the score, <br />Injections - I've had four or more. <br />There's nothing here for me to do, <br />The nursing staff's a motley crew. <br />Two days have passed, I know the score, <br />I'm claustrophobic and I'm sore. <br /> <br />My head's a maze of mad ideas, <br />Of manic thoughts and paranoid fears. <br />They found me naked in the rain, <br />I stabbed a guard on a Connex train. <br />My head's a maze of mad ideas, <br />But no one sees my inner tears. <br /> <br />It's just my eye that you can see, <br />But as a child - yes, one of three, <br />Abused and used - to prison driven, <br />I spent a life with crime most ridden. <br />It's just my eye that you can see, <br />Two days have passed and now it's three............ <br /> <br />(The padded cell has a one way eye viewer <br /> for staff use..)<br /><br />Joe Hughes visit joehughes.org.uk<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-padded-room/
