Hospital Days
White walls, white light
Everything is plain
All these needles in my arm
Yet I feel no pain.
My eyes are rolling
My head is lolling.
They just gave me medicine
This is the effect.
Now everything’s a blur
Like a fogged up glass
And can’t get a glimpse
Of what’s rushing past.
So hard to see
Anything and everything.
Eyes are closing, I’m so tired.
But I can’t sleep. I know; I’ve tried.
I try to speak
But I can’t form the words
I want to cry out
Because the pain hurts.
Reaching blindly, numbly seeing
Everything and nothing.
Darkness in my vision
Turns into delusion
Elephants dancing out of sight
People walking, disappearing
Into flashes of white light
And in colors reappearing.
Voices ringing in my head,
Feeling trapped within my bed.
Hands reaching from the wall
Coming for me after all!
~Leiland Arnholt
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