Day Two On The Becklin Ward

Day two here on the Becklin ward
Looking at these four walls, feeling so bored
I wish my Covid test results would come back soon
So I could leave my room and not sleep until noon

I’m fed up of hearing doors slamming shut
Music blaring, arguments, girls shouting the word ‘slut’
It is so hard not being able to walk around
Makes you feel like a prisoner, leaving you room bound

Please get me out of this prison cell
Before I lose it completely and scream and yell
Don’t treat me like a leper with some kind of disease
Backing away with fear, show some compassion please

So I’m counting down the hours until I can get away from these four walls
Communicate with others, have a shower, walk up and down the floors
Until then I’ll have to sit here, feeling like something is amiss
Sleeping, listening to music and writing things like this