Institutional? Never!
I'm not crazy, don't look at me! They took me away, took me away and put me in a white suit.... it was quite odd that someone was always hugging me, telling me I'd be alright, everything is fine. That made me wonder, who was hugging me, i look up and see..... *gulp* Gloomy..... why do i see someone who i've killed before, its incocievable! My heart almost stopped until I saw something else.. My razor, al the way on the far side of the room, tantalizing, begging for me to grasp it, to feel the cool metal against my warm palm.. I just had to get it. So i got up and tried to get it, then i stopped, my arm pulling against a really heavy object, cutting at my wrist. Thats when I woke up, heartbroken because I could see my perfect, shiny razor, just sitting there as it vanised in a wisp of dream smoke... Now i sit here, with this person still hugging me but too afraid to look up and see Gloomy again, wanting my razor but unable to find it anywhere...... Where? Where could it be? I dont know, but i sure wish i could feel it one, last time. Before i die in Gloo.. this persons arms......