Save Me

I am living in my head.
Nothing to see, nothing to do.
I am not brain dead.
I am comatose.
In my bed, all alone.
Five years now since I froze.
Stuck in my mental zone.
What is my name?
Definitely not Jane Doe

I wake up with no idea who I am, where I came from, and where my loved ones are.

What I do know is that I have been in a coma for years, and that last year was actually bearable because of one person. I feel alone when he is not with me, stuck in some sort of limbo where time moves without me living it.

Ty, the guy that has volunteered to see me that last year of my coma, got me to feel like I was not in that limbo. He made me feel comfortable and relaxed in my head. However, He speaks like he is in some type of pain, and I just want to ask what it is. Other than that, he played the guitar, brought it into my room multiple times, and hummed with the chords. No lyrics.

Oddly enough, he doesn't talk about himself as much as I would hope. I am stuck in my head all the time with no way to speak to others. I want to try to escape that and live in others people's shoes, but I don't know that until they speak about themselves.

Cover by Kim @CrystalSnape