A SPEWING OF WORDS #3

For all that I hold dear, suddenly taken over by fear. A positive blood test has lifted my spirits, I still don’t feel completely with it. A calcium overdose almost killed me, but it’s left to me to use the key. Appointments galore, it becomes such a bore. Doctors and nurses try their best, but I’m left broken and need to rest. Try this handful of meds, sorry, we’re out of beds. The public system astounds me, falling from the branches of this tree, my fall broken by this hive of bees. They sting and get they’re fix, what about my medication? What’s the deliberation? Hospital Lights and buzzes constantly sound, don’t stress yet, I’m still not in the ground. Psychosis plays it’s cryptic game, nothing old, it’s all the same. Lack of sleep and too many tests, all I have done is try my best. My heart beats strong, won’t catch me out for doing wrong. I constantly sing this stupid song. Each day has seemed the same, a chest x-ray done in vain. I’m home now, so good to be able to freely roam. Heartburn and gout leaves me with little route, overpaid doctors wear their suits. A home cooked meal, I got over that God damn whole ordeal. The game is not over, more tests at least with no hangover. My shaking hands make it me a fool, alcohol added to the fuel. Broken back, I haven’t experienced this yet. My mental health has taken a flogging, wanna stay in bed, fetal and sobbing. How can I repay the ones who care, everybody stops in their tracks just to stare. There has been a greater power at the controls, the restless nights, my poor soul. Tomorrow is another day, bring it on I say. This medication has got on top of me, I only wish you could understand and see. This will be the death of me, my reluctance to simply be, thanks God for a service that’s completely free. It’s just the way I’ve always been wired, always so drowsy and bloody tied. The voices take control and won’t shut up, leave me alone, get me out of this rut. It’s all in your head Dave, time to step up and become so brave, I trust you won’t wither and cave. I’ll leave things as they are, go through a constant barrage.