Posts Tagged ‘hospital’

The body cold to the touch
Eyes shut, mouth closed
I had finally given in
I confirmed the piece of matter
No notes were left behind
No letters were left behind
The guy was once a friend
Lately just a name to bring shame
He was sick
Sick of him
Sick of life
Sick of it all
I questioned myself
Was there a part of me in him?
I didn’t want to answer it
I poured myself a drink
And told myself
My answer would come tomorrow

Life line

Posted: January 18, 2014 in Uncategorized
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I don’t wanna live dead
I’ve seen it a thousand times before
Bones with movement isn’t enough
A soul full of sludge doesn’t work
I’ve heard the tales of the broken
My eyes don’t wanna feel that
I don’t wanna live dead
Just keep the needle in me
That fills me with life

You are so frail
Everything but your heart has shattered
Not even you can pick them up
Dependent on others just to keep you around
I’m picking up the pieces
but tomorrow there’ll be a new problem

I am a blind man 

Are you willing to trust me?

For once use your brain 


Your face is unsure 

Close your eyes and take my hand 

Welcome to my life


Posted: September 1, 2013 in Uncategorized
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When will she wake up?
She’s alive, but really not
Waiting by her side


(Plus the word just sounds cool)

1. A usually pharmacologically inert preparation prescribed more for the mental relief of the patient than for its actual effect on a disorder

2. An inert or innocuous substance used especially in controlled experiments testing the efficacy of another substance (as a drug)

3. Something tending to soothe

Had the parents punished themselves?

A child, just one, biggest task of life

A hard, cruel work of art

A gritty deed that we do

The room was not big, but it did serve its purpose. The walls had little decoration, merely a white and gray horizontal pattern on all four walls. From the door, one looked in at a bed, with two side tables, and also a small couch to the left of the closer table. On the other side of the farther table was another door. That door led to the bathroom, which had silver pipes running along the walls, providing support for patients using the toilet, sink, and shower. In the middle of the bathroom was a red string attached to the ceiling. Pulling the string called for help, and within seconds, a nurse would run in to assist. This was all the room had to offer, but it was all that was needed.