Meditation Piece

I wrote a meditation piece a few days after I was out of my last hospital visit. It speaks of things on my mind at the time.

What I did not know how it was easy to lose a day. 

My brain when it’s overloaded

with toxins gets ill and it loses time.

It’s scary to me. 

I sat and told a nurse at the hospital I was going home

Even removed an IV in my panic.

I have learned that hospital psychosis is real.

If I am not checked on periodically,

I will lose time.

I will have conversations with non- existent people

And have conversation not remembered.

who tell me what I want to hear.

It feels like my brain is different again.

Typing is difficult for me. 

My fingers feel the keys have been moved on them.

It gets better with time.

Things are hard.