Stroke

I’m laying here not knowing who I am Bleeding drains my soul Lost my way of who I am Drifting eyes looking up Crazy glazed Closing my mind Waving like a prom queen Falling from grace from my body I don’t know where I’m going Frantic eyes drifting in air Reaching out Grabbing hold Reaching out Grabbing hold Grabbing hold Free falling what life held Only to see nothing in front of me Going home someday To say hello to all my relatives Going home someday