I have had a restless sleep
Where my dreams did keep
Stirring me from slumber
As I was going sadly under.
I am hag-ridden with grief
And fall softly like a leaf
To an impending gloom
Coming so way too soon.
I am not ready to pass,
Am I sadly being an ass
By being madly aghast
Remembering my past.
I have been through an odyssey
Of a nightmare of not being free,
I'm locked up suffering dejection
And am bullied into subjection.
Hospital is not the place to be
If you are suffering mentally -
Staff don't have the time of day
Constantly sending you away.
I cannot breathe this intoxication
As I adhere to a Worldly Nation
Free from the hellish subjection
Of Doctor's and Nurse's objection.
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