Confined, she is
and she wants to move,
but her lungs would shrivel
her breath she'd lose.
Confined, she is.
She wants to be free,
but she's dependent
relying on me.
Confined, she is
and while I'm by her side
I find it hard
not to cry.
Confined, she is,
but I must stay strong
for her and I
and all that's wrong.
DU LIEST GERADE
Confined
Poesiededicated to my maternal grandmother. Written about my feelings and observations as she was bedridden in the hospital.
