THIS IS NOT MY ROOM

Published by: Mary B on 6th Dec 2017 | View all blogs by Mary B

THIS IS NOT MY ROOM

This is not my room

This room that you see me in

This room that they’ve put me in

This place where the shadows come in and block out the sun

This is not my room

 

This is not my bed

This bed that’s too small for me

I lie alone in this bed among all the people

Who once said they loved me

This is not my bed

 

CHORUS: My room is where our memories lie

Where they were born and where they died

My room is where we laughed and cried

Where we built our dreams

 

This is no weekend break hotel

No panoramic sea-view apartment

No peaceful haven, no green oasis

Not what I’d call a bolt hole

 

This is not my room

This is not my fantasy

When I worked so hard every inch of the way

This is not where I thought I’d be

 

This is not my room

 

 

 

Frank McConnell - from the album This Is Not My Room

Comments

13 Comments

  • Sandy H
    by Sandy H 7 months ago
    Mary, this has brought tears to my eyes, such an insightful poem.
  • Jackie H
    by Jackie H 7 months ago
    Mary, reminds me of the song..." A House Is Not A Home..."
  • Bill W
    by Bill W 7 months ago
    A very sad outpouring....you're right Jackie.
  • LJ E
    by LJ E 7 months ago
    Touching words.....thought provoking. Thank you Mary.
  • Janet H
    by Janet H 6 months ago
    Very thought provoking Mary I often wonder what it must feel like inside the head of a person with dementia. I know scientifically what happens, but emotionally what it must feel like is beyond comprehension. When the thought you have just had is the same thought you will have seconds later without any recall. Not to know if you are at home in hospital or a hotel, when your surroundings are changed. To think the person who has been caring for you and loved you, has dumped you in a place you can't find your way home from.
  • josee  a
    by josee a 6 months ago
    Thank you for this blog Mary. I wonder if my friend is thinking that when she keeps opening all the doors where she is. It must be so confusing. I don't know if she remembers her home or not.
  • Mary B
    by Mary B 6 months ago
    Dementia - quite terrifying....and something that worries many of us, I suspect..... I found these simple words conveyed so much.....
  • Jackie H
    by Jackie H 6 months ago
    No one said this ageing process was going to be fun...whatever is waiting for us we have no choice but to adapt to it...sadly that is life...I have learnt that the hard way already with my MS at age of 64...
  • Maureen C
    by Maureen C 6 months ago
    Everything you say is so true Jackie as I was diagnosed with Kidney failure also at 64 and sadly have my limitations now however I try to make the best of every day as I could be a lot worse....
  • Jackie H
    by Jackie H 6 months ago
    Life is full of ups and downs, not forgetting unexpected surprises...we never know what is round our next corner...sorry if this comes across as negative but I do try to be realistic....
  • Jackie H
    by Jackie H 6 months ago
    Maureen, do you think the number 64 might be a jinx number? lol...I make no apologies for keeping my humour...I sometimes think, that's all I have left, that and some teeth...lol
  • Sandy H
    by Sandy H 6 months ago
    My childhood was spent living at number 64 Jackie, ...:)
  • Jackie H
    by Jackie H 6 months ago
    Sandy, and I am sure 64 was lucky for you...
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