VATA

They found her barefooted

Where she was tortured and left

Held hostage by love

Now shattered & spent

Please come home to us

We’re your family, we said

She thinks we’re all toxic

And would rather be dead

You see, we had her committed

By police and escort

Locked her up for treatment

She just needed support

Now diagnosed with bipolar

Finally, we can all see

She had a reason to be like this

And the treatments were free

She just had to take it

To want to be better

We tried so hard to get her the help

But all it did was upset her

For she was a flower child

Who wanted to be chemical free

She wouldn't take the injections

Or the ACTT Teams

No scheduled check-ins

No doctors, no shrinks

No flat-lined moods

We're just never in SYNC

The police found her again

During a wellness check this week

They won’t tell us where she is

To them, this situation just isn't unique

Her mother is beyond worried sick

That her daughter will be killed or take her own life

If only she would just come home

We can’t understand why?

But for her, nobody is listening

Nobody will see what she wants

This is her body

Her mind

And the treatments DO come at a cost

She would rather be free

Take the highs with the lows

Find her own way though

But with so much trauma she froze

The fight or flight is too strong

Now with PTSD

She is triggered too often

To make her ends meet

But she is pretty and smart

And knowledgeable about many things

She just needs a new solution

One that won't sting

So for now, she is left somewhere (OUT THERE)

Probably just a few hours from here

We'll have to keep holding out hope

And fighting back fear

I'm sure every day is a struggle

For her and for us

This is truly a nightmare

But in God we trust