Category: Writers Block
to my mother (from a hospital bed)
wires going in to me
wires coming out
i've still yet to discover
what's it all about?
i lie in bed i'm waiting
i'm waiting for some news
do i have a lot of time
or nothing more to lose?
the doctors come and sit with me
try to make me smile
try to make me all relaxed
and distracted for a while
but nothing they do is working
and so i have to say
although you do mean kindly
can you please just go away?
they leave me and i'm lying there
i wonder what to do
it's clear you've done this to me
and i expect no help from you
you just sit there smiling
sit there with a grin
soon you'll lose your child
and find a strength with in
a strength to keep on going
a strength that will not shatter
the fact it still remains
i never really mattered
you never showed your love to me
you never showed you cared
and when i needed you the most
you were never there
so take your sorry storry,
far from this hospital bed
and when you wake tomorrow, you'd be wishing i was dead
but as i said it's okay
you were never there for me
and tomorrow you will suffer,
just you wait and see
sadly, I can relate to this poem. however, I hope you know you're worthy of good things regardless of how your mother feels.
Daniel, you're going to make me cry on my way to work. You welcomed me onto this board and I didn't know you were ill. I'm sorry to hear it, and I hope you're at least able to stay comfortable.
to post 2, hope things are better for you now
to post 3, try and have a good day at work.
thanks for your responses:)
Yeesh! I'm so sorry Dan. You deserve a real mom.
i deserve a real life, but depression and anxiety take me over:(