Hallucinating High
by Val Bowden
June 2022
I Written on my homecoming from sixteen week stay in hospital, where, I have been told, I had been close to death from Covid and simultaneous pneumonia. I hallucinated for weeks on end and the memory of it has never left me!
There are so msny reasons for leaving one’s own home
To leave the plsce where one can comfort find.
Home is where we are relaxed, it’s where we feel secure.
Time away from home can harm a person’s mind.
Once, I spent some months in hospital. It wasn’t nice at all
I was in a place where I felt very, very scared.
Inside my room, I was left alone. Outside were people
Who behaved in ways so foul: but no one cared!
One day I was in a place where I felt such despair,
Placed in a room where the walls were moving round.
They crushed me as I tried to run, but I couldn’t halt their surge
They engulfed me, as they smothered me to the ground.
About me were the sounds that filled my pounding heart with fear
I pleaded, but they wouldn’t set me free.
I felt that I was drowning as my breath began to gasp.
Images came and went, they taunted me.
Faces from my past were shown as creatures quite grotesque:
They disappeared as quickly as they came.
.I couldn’t say if they were real, or only in my mind,
Black life that swarmed the walls teased just the sam
I would not like to visit that dreadful place again:
I am so glad to know it isn’t found on any map.
I didn’t choose to go there, my mind just took my hand
And led me there, leaving me in a trap.
But thankfully, I’ve been released: I’m now back in my home
:I see no more the things that fooled my head.
Hallucinations took me to a world that had no joy:.
They now are gone as from them I have fled!
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