Sitting in this dark empty room, looking at the 4 bare walls,
when I wake up I listen for the bird that calls.
Lexie (my doll) being here with me helps me not to feel alone,
but that's why when she gets took off me I do moan.
being in hospital isn't the best place to be,
but I understand that they are there to look after me.
Help me not to alone! Thanks for sharing this poem with us.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Quite profoundly expressed the feelings of a lonely heart. Short and sweet too. Thanks for sharing.