Asylum (Another poem)

Black and white
A photo to remember
A December
Dream
Black and white
Much like the times
Dark days
Where I was ready
To smear the photos
Red
Light days
When you saved me
From that
Dread
And lonely nights
Away from home
My sanity picked
Clean from bone
I hated the nights…
Where my thoughts
Could feed off the
Silence
And it brought on
Such violence
Episodes
I think you called them
Like a show
On T.V.
It made me think
People were watching me
Black and white
On the T.V. screen
Black and white
Black and white…
Everything looks better in
Black and white
It's easy to tell
The good from the bad
Like in the December photo
…The white glow of
Your skin…
And the black
Half-moons under
My eyes
Good
And
Bad
I used to think
As long as I had
You
Episodes on the T.V.
Wouldn't be so bad
I used to think
As long as I had
Photos
It would be like
Carrying
You
In my pocket
And episodes
On T.V.
Wouldn't be so bad
Cause that's all I had
Photos
Black and white
Photos
And when I thought of
Burning them
I laughed
Because it was like
I was gonna kill you
All over again
Like a repeat
Of an episode
On T.V.