Am I awake? This simulation feels so real My every waking moment Masks and hazmat suits fuel my fear This ******* nightmare Somebody get me out of here
I don't know what I'm saying I just don't ******* sleep They wait for me inside my dreams Another **** stain On some brand new sheets
Now In a few days I'll be back on the street Old holes holes in my socks The same dirt on my jeans In the back of my head I know I'll never really leave
Wake me up again Slice my skin Take my blood Push my medicine
Experience in hospital during Covid-19. A few weeks and 2 major surgeries. I wrote this when I hadn't slept in over 5 full days.
The poem is about my state if mind during this particular hospital stay.