.And The Scars Remind Me That The Past Is Real.
A pain unlike any I've felt before
Ripped across my stomach
Throwing me into a world
In which I had only seen
And never been in
I was forced to face my worst nightmare
I was forced to ask strangers for help
I was forced to allow people to see me naked
I was forced to live...
When all I wanted to do was die
It was the first operation in my life
And I wasn't scared
I was glad because I was being put to sleep
Away from the pain
And when I woke up...
I had 3 scars spread out across my stomach
Cannulas, needles, tubes, machines
Blood pressure, temperature, pulse rate
Blood, fluid, antibiotics
Pills...lots of pills
I was meant to be out in 2 days
I was meant to be getting better
Not throwing up everything I eat or drink
Not being in so much pain I cant move
.And Everyday I Was In There...
I Cried.
I couldn't go home for I wasn't getting better
Finally the doctors realised something was wrong
And in I went for a second operation
I woke up in the worse pain I have ever been in
I felt like I had been stabbed with a knife
Turns out I had a tube coming out of me
Leaking out the fluid
.I Didn't Want To live
Until That Tube Came Out Of Me.
And once it did I started to get better
The pain was slowly easing
The depression was going away
Life was coming back into me
It was an experience like no other
One I never want to repeat again
.And The Scars Remind Me That I Made It Through.
Please tell me what you think
Comments
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Wow..... the emotions that are throughout this whole piece are just like... right in your face... tha's what makes this one so great! I love it! Great job. And it's good you made it through.
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thanks lol, i havent read this poem in ages, it was about when i got my appendix taken out but there were complications with my surgery.
thanks for the comment
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sometimes the physical reminder serves as a lesson to us to learn and move on; yet another test on the path of life. though one could only hope that the first experience is one that doesn't need to be repeated, some of us are unfortunate enough to be punished again and again. one can consider it this way; the tests of life are given out only to those that are strong enough to withstand them. those that fall are those that will be taught again when the cycle comes around.
Hearts and kisses!
-Sarah-Grace
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