Camped up for now in hospital hell
Wondering what to do next
Struggling with boredom, as perhaps you can tell
So somber goes my text.
Didn’t sleep a blink last night
Much too much coffee was taken
My shrink found me a sorry sight
And my timeout was forsaken.
So I’m crawling the walls
And pacing the halls
This is the life for me
The burning question for now is this: when will I ever be free?
