Hello?
I was promised a painkiller for this.
Hello?
I was promised
a medication for my instanity.
Hellooo?
I was promised
badn-aids that don't fall off.
HELLO?
I was PROMISED
a tourniquet.
I was ALSO promised
someone who would understand,
someone who would care.
Someone who would leave me.
These hospital brochures
are complete shit.
They all SAY they love me
they all SAY they care about me
they all SAY they won't leave me.
Now look,
sitting ALONEunloved
and abandoned.
And people WONDER
why I hate people.
God,
I HATE
fucking hospitals.
Dec.-7-09
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem