the days and nights in the hospital often blur together
i lay awake in my hospital bed feeling like im dying
the nurses are kind and tell me not to worry
it hurts as they take my blood
but i get used to it
the doctors care which isn't a regular thing unfortunately
when the hospital days end and im home again it's better
but i know soon ill be back there lying in the hospital bed with an iv in my arm and my mother by my side
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things ill never say (poetry)
Poetrypoems written about my trauma, past abuse, heartache, suicidal tendencies, and other things of that nature along with some lighter poems. most will be triggering. please read with caution.
