Locked In

“How are you feeling today?” 

“Trapped.”
They don’t hear
and set about their tasks
with constant moans:
this and that,
idle chat
I can't bear their drones
“Enough!”

They don’t hear,
don’t care:
I’m locked in this shell
awake, aware,
paralysed,
unable to move or talk
since the pain
burned through my brain.

I lie in this bed
wired to a fear-filled machine,
moments clicked
a switch flicked,
my locked-in scream...
“Don’t do it. Please.
I’m still here!”

‘How are you today?'



© Janette Fisher 08.02.17
Copyright © | Year Posted 2017

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February 8, 2017 at 2:58 PM
A riveting write. Attentiveness and compassion ought to be prerequisites for any and every employee in healthcare, or at least this poem a must read.
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