Wistful in White: A Hospital Yearning
In this hospital room, I dwell alone,
Shoddy blood work, a reminder of my own,
A catheter's tether, a thread to the past,
Longing for home, where memories amass.
The sterile walls close in, a suffocating veil,
Yearning for solace, for the world to unveil,
Aching for sunshine, a breeze on my face,
Instead, I'm confined in this sterile space.
The needles pierce, extracting my hope,
As I dream of home, where emotions elope,...
Shoddy blood work, a reminder of my own,
A catheter's tether, a thread to the past,
Longing for home, where memories amass.
The sterile walls close in, a suffocating veil,
Yearning for solace, for the world to unveil,
Aching for sunshine, a breeze on my face,
Instead, I'm confined in this sterile space.
The needles pierce, extracting my hope,
As I dream of home, where emotions elope,...