Evict this woman from my brain.
She leans forward like a zombie
Unable to form words.
She cannot read and barely understands
That you love her.
Strapped to the bed, she fights to find
A fragment of who she was.
She wants to scream, but can only drool
Like a dog.
She wants to hold your hand and tell you
That she is still there underneath
And she wants to return.
But she can only sit and stare,
Her brain ablaze.