No visitors

These electrodes pop and fizzle at my temples they scorch and sizzle. I wish I wasn't in this institution the so freely treats me with electrocution. They have been at this shock treatment for days, and it has done nothing to ease my craze. The doctors think there may be a chance, I just think they like it when I piss my pants. I hate this place this living hell, and I hate the promise of getting well. The orderlies are just a bunch of thugs, who kick my ass when I am whacked on drugs. I sit in my cell lonlely and unsure as to why I haven't had a single visitor. Not one letter and not when call. Is there no one that cares, did I kill them all?