Suddenly this realization came,
Followed by acceptance,
That I am at a hospital,
Just like others,
Waiting for my turn to go away.
Yes,
I want to go away.
This doesn't mean I don't want
To fight or prove something
Like that I am worthy
In a mankind's world.
For many years I
Declined this acceptance
Just telling myself that you are
Getting hurt.
Still trying to prove
What I am not.
Was this an indication,
That I have become sick,
Or broken or a patient.
Yes I have.
And this realization
Made me at peace and comfort.
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