Very Bad Archive
Hospital
Amrita Gupta
Walls smell so sanitized
Those clean white coats
They see if you’re still living
Using icy stethoscopes
ICU, psych ward
Don’t care where I’m left
When those glass doors close
My heart’s not prone to theft
I can’t remember the world
I don’t know the week or day
Take out your scalpel, doc
Come on, let’s play
Whitewashed sheets
This room’s got no flowers
Still, silent, and content
Hear the passing hours
Don’t want any visitors
Don’t want them to see
The pathetic barely-human
That they once thought was me
Don’t let them in
Or I’ll have to fake sleep
As I hear the talk of memories
I wish that I could keep
The doctors smile vacantly
Say I’ll soon be well
Please, I’m still so sick
No one else can tell
My lights are switched off
I’m under the knife
They can’t fix my problem
My problem is life
Amrita Gupta has published 2 more terrible poems since joining on 30/11/99. Read more of Amrita's terrible poetry at the anthology. Here are three of Amrita's latest works: