april landed me softly in a hospital bed

April landed me softly in a hospital bed,

veins poked countless times by needles and a thread.

glad to have good company come by to watch my demise.

they ask me if I am feeling better, obliged, I wince, quite alright.

Then of course, the disappointments settle in, for whom you showed up for and the little who chimed in.

Even just to take a peek at your condition and

say, you'll be better, I'll pray for you, be happy and well.

Well, faith in your prayers so you leave me be, 

And in my sorry corner, with death do I make peace.

But then all the love I've ever known,

knocked on my window to say hello.

So I let the light in, good day to you.

and they stay the night, so no bidding adieu's.

And my phone buzzes from all the sorry men who disappoint me, I leave them be.

for a sorry man leaves the tender hearted hard at heart and I choose to flee.

No man shall come by now, to steal my peace,

And the experience of my grace, aptitude, and passionate tears,

So tired am I of the month's roster,

with all things considered,

I humbly beseech,

May God bring wealth, success, and my perfect lover,

but most of all, 

a version of me, all aspects, healed.