The Womb

Here is a link to my you tube channel where I read my poetry. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=XN9CrqlcvIY

Another lunatic trip to
the hospital.
Nine days, this
go around.
For the first two
days, I just pulled
the covers over my
head and pretended I
was back in the womb.
It was warm and safe.
As much as I
wanted to stay,
I knew it was time to
be reborn into this
strange world of
sick streets, and
broken dreams.

Author's Note

My book, Seedy Town Blues Collected Poems is available on Amazon.com

Reviews

[Neville]

that feeling you refer to is more common than I imagine a lot of people may imagine .. you just don't need much imagination to feel where you are coming from .. this is raw .. but you are a survivor and know how to write credibly which is highly commendable Thomas ..

[Thomas W Case]

Thank you, my friend.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

"sick streets and broken dreams"
perfect depiction of the world in its present state...I, too, want to go back into the womb and stay there.
j.

[Thomas W Case]

Thank you so much. I appreciate it.

[Writergurl (Mama's Girl..]

WOW! this is so good, I enjoyed your last four lines. All of us must face this cold, strange world.

[Thomas W Case]

Thank you so much. I appreciate it.

[Writergurl (Mama's Girl)]

no problem