it took her years to realize
she was someone she didn’t recognize.
her days were filled with tasks
she felt compelled to complete.
doing things before being asked,
that was her motto, just keep the peace.
she surprised herself the day she left,
it was an awakening, a freeing of the mind.
there was a quiet in the house that day,
unlike any other, when the noises climax
somewhere between, chaotic and ear piercing.
not the day she left, no it was calm, a hush
fell over the house as she said goodbye.
it was beyond her control now, they
had her in a straight jacket, as she was
headed for the padded room, down the
hall with the number 7 on the door.