Hospital Thoughts//Hades and Persephone

I lay on this hospital bed, I pretend it's a field of flowers. I imagine I'm Persephone trapped in her kingdom, waiting for his return and his voice. She knows she shouldn't stay but she knows he's misunderstood. I pretend I'm her waiting for the springtime. This hospital makes me miss the trees, the wind, and the field of flowers I desperately want to throw my vessel in. My heart is entwined with his. I am in his hold. He's not here, nor is the fresh air I desperately need again. I lay on this hospital bed waiting for his call and his return.