This is not my bed
It's cold and hard
Like a casket for the dead
Electrodes stuck on my chest
Ivs down my arm and one
From my neck
How can someone shake?
From chills chattering teeth
With a fever of 103
I can't get comfy
It's not my home
I hear the dripping sounds
From my IV bag
They monitor every heart beat
Worried nurses walk in
And out
I never felt so alone
The TV on the wall gives little
Comfort
Damn no ID channel
The foods excellent no complaints
The nurse searched my things
Like I was going to sneak stuff in
Where's the trust
So boring nothing to read
No words to search
No internet games
At night it's scary
Other patients scream and
Cry all night long
I can't get mad because
I cry too
Needles hurt like bee stings
Veins are over loaded
I'm as dehydrated as beef jerky
Tubes connect me to machines
If I move the alarm goes off
Like a tattle tale
The girl I was invincible died
I understand I can be taken out
At any time
I also learned a cruel fact
I have no true friends