Will I hold charge? I wonder.
Will electricity pass through me and back out to them?
I contemplate how my mind will handle the surging volts,
Will it crumble or will it take the brunt?
Perhaps they do not know precisely what they are doing,
How to discover whether the procedure is a success?
A general turn around in mood, I’m expected to about-face,
I’d like to thwack someone out cold,
he or she who approved this cruelest decision,
Doing so would warrant more charging,
And the thoughts of this hardens my face.
I’m out of control,
My moods have escalated,
Neither the nurses nor doctors can control me,
Plan A for me: out cold,
See how she is later that morning.
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