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Ward C
If you ever go looking around for me
You will find me in a bed in Ward C
A cold feather pillow under my head
Made up of feathers of a bird long dead
Across my body are straps to hold me down
Gag over my mouth so I cannot make a sound
In a bed across from me is a man wearing white
Talks to himself all day and all through the night
They are going to come and take me away soon
Put me in a clean hard bed in my own private room
They will put a long sharp skinny needle in my arm
To keep me from causing myself or anyone any harm
They say that I will slowly and gently fall into a sleep
There will be no one there that is going to weep
They will bury me on a bank where a river use to flow
A place where no flowers will ever again grow
I hope to awake where there is honey and there is wine
So I can quit living inside of my painful mind
Comments
RoseBlack
Tue, 2022-08-16 02:55
A personal and brave write
Well written and honest depiction of what a hospitalization feels like to the patient. Thank you for sharing these parts of you with us.
~RoseBlack~
Depressed 1
Tue, 2022-08-16 05:51
Thanks
Thanks RoseBlack. It is the only way not to bottle things up inside.
https://www.artofelpaso.com/
Candlewitch
Tue, 2022-08-16 04:30
dear Depressed 1
you forgot to tell about the nurses and Dr.'s who routinely ignore you and are indifferent to your pain...
a very good poem that speaks to and addresses our level of medical care, or lack of!!!
*hugs, Cat
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And responds, please be courteous
And reply in kind, thanks.
Depressed 1
Tue, 2022-08-16 05:53
Thanks
Thanks Cat. The Dr.'s are who strapped him to the table and put him to everlasting sleep.
https://www.artofelpaso.com/
Geezer
Tue, 2022-08-16 15:26
Am I...
the only one who thought this might be about someone being executed? ~ Geezer.
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There is value to commenting and critique, tell us how you feel about our work.
This must be the place, 'cause there ain't no place like this place anywhere near this place.
Depressed 1
Wed, 2022-08-17 01:17
Yes
That was the thought when I was writing it.
https://www.artofelpaso.com/
Lavender
Tue, 2022-08-16 22:38
Ward C
Hello!
I see that this is a sensitive subject for you. It is very well written, especially in first person. I feel so many things from this, and like Geezer, it feels like someone's final day(s).
Peace,
Lavender
Depressed 1
Wed, 2022-08-17 01:18
Thanks
Thanks Lavender.
https://www.artofelpaso.com/