Lonely — Surprised
Poetry
I walked into the room
the air felt thick sadness and gloom
drained of their souls, leaving dread and doom
this was a place where nothing would grow or no flower would bloom
it's like time stood still and everyone there is like a ghost or freshly exhumed
This was no place to spend your last days
it seemed more like a tomb
as if everyone here was stuck forever or somehow marooned
Everyone there with their visitors I guess family and Friends
they were there but you could tell they did not want to attend
they visit out of guilt hoping not to offend
secretly wishing to unburden themselves of their loved ones passing on to transcend
There in the corner sitting alone in an old wheelchair
was the person I was here to see and even I wished to be elsewhere
The nurse said I was the first visitor he ever had in the time that she worked here
she said we resembled each other and asked the reason that I was there
wondering of my relationship with the old man in the old wheelchair
