Breakfast

Personal exercises

Homework

Lunch

Checking Vitals

Mario Kart

Drawing

the laughing stops as the sun sets

Dinner

Bedtime

Screaming

Crying

patients throwing their heads against a wall

listening to the echoing pleas of broken desperation

the 6-year-old in the room to my right yelling that he’ll never attack his mom again

this is the Pediatric Psych Ward’s daily schedule

this was a week in a hell the devil himself couldn’t create

and after 3 years, I still can hear the other broken children