The wind blew angry
stiring up our minds
at 7 in the night,
smokers and those who needed air
the moon shown white
with some halo around it
and the bare trees were yellow
in the light from the hospital.

I stood on the walkway
looked up into the moonlight
and wished my pain away,
it had been a long few days
and it seemed like forever
since I had seen the sky
and even now I wondered
how real it was,
after all,
how real is real
when you live in the crazy unit,
and how real does it matter,
when it is this late in the game.

A doctor once told me
I would lose my mind
at this age,
so why the hell did I feel like a sage,
no, don't get me wrong,
not saying I'm smart,
just know somethings,
like you know your things,
and somethings that aren't.

I close my eyes
inhale the damn cold air,
I feel the pain lift,
it was too damn near,
I wanna live again,
Like I did before,
back when I didn't know
about pain,
injustice
and war,
but tonight I'll take another pill,
knock my azz out,
gonna dream of somewhere nice,
maybe a beach,
maybe hang out with mom,
wherever I go,
I know I may not want to wake up,
but I will,
cause someone gave me hope,
and I will tell him soon,
I get out tomorrow afternoon.

By Veronica Garcia 12-12-08

very nice

Thank you very much for your comment on my poem, I appreciate it very much, may your day be blessed. smiles and a hug Nica stay warm.

Thank you for commenting on my poem, I appreciate it very much, may you stay warm and may freinds surround you, hugs Nica

I really liked this. Great new picture by the way

Thank you very much, hugs

and than you too, smiles and warm blessings