“I
love you”,
And
“Thank
you” he said…
Grateful
for every breath, as he lay every night in bed,
For
once Lego blocks filled his heart with hope,
There were days when it was just to cope.
Words
unsaid, desires unfulfilled and feelings unexpressed,
“Why
are we always in a rush”, never to say, but just a hush.
13 Years had passed, he simply felt trapped.
“13
Years!” she shouted,
“Why
can’t you just die”
“I
love you”
And
“Thank
you” he said, unable to cry.
With
white walls and coats, he had spent his life.
Trapped
inside his mind with strife.
It
was time for them to say their goodbyes,
He
wanted to tell, but only with his eyes.
“I
love you”
And
“Thank
you” he said….
For
13 Years they were mere whispers in his head.
“A story straight from a hospital bed”
