The Night Medic
One day, a demon in a Medics uniform , came my way .
The Stranger appeared at night duty , only to find his prey.
I lay helpless in a hospital bed.
from recent Surgery with IVs was I fed.
He acted as if he belonged there.
as if it was his job , to be the night nurse in care .
after He injected medicine in my IV bag , to make me weak .
he would violate me as I tried to sleep .
Sleep did not happen and it has been robbed like a thief in the night .
Why , oh why .. did I not have the strength to fight ?
My spirit took flight for Twenty some years .
Only to find a secret place inside , for all my Fears .
Hidden in the depth of my Soul..
was a past that was out of my control .
The past continued to Haunt and torture my life .
I was cut by a Surgeon , yet cut by a dull knife.
I am giving the pain back to this monster whom came at night in my room .
with the title of Medic and Nurse only my innocence was doomed.
You will not Haunt my dreams anymore .
I have chosen to write, fearful no more.
When i write , I find a voice, a voice i never had.
within the words written , I will no longer feel sad .
Someone will be in charge of your destiny .
we are all Judged by our actions , you will see.
Copyright © Shanity Rain | Year Posted 2013
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