Stroke Ward

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Alone, I lie in this sterile room,
A crucifix on the wall and a clock that is stuck ticking at 7.55 
Not having the power to push further.
I know how it feels. 
I lie here feeling utterly defeated despite how far I’ve come. 
So far to go. 
Will I ever be me again?
I don’t ask for much.
I’ve learned not too after years of browbeating by my body that fails me. 
I wipe my tears, take a deep breath
I will overcome. 

 (I was recently in hospital for a month following a stroke, I will write more about that but want to share a couple of poems I wrote while in there.)

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