Hospital windows,
portals/
escape routes to return
to air that I can breathe
without feeling sick,
hopeful signs through glass
that life goes on,
despite the whispers
within these walls

Heal
them
all,
bless
every
one

Don't
let
anyone have
to pass hour upon hour upon hour
sick
or alone
or sick and alone

Look,
I can see my car
and it's all I can do
to not run for it,
full-speed,
through a window,
if that's what it takes
to get
out.