A Poetic Depiction Of A Hospital by Scurrd

In this emergency room
The highest hopes in the world are held
So I stand outside
In a Hallway painted white
Where greatest fears
Have turned back to only joyous tears
Though equally enough
Reality has collided with a nightmare or two
Despondent sons and daughters
Mothers and Fathers
Sisters and Brothers
Have shared an apathetic smile or two
In the wake of a few words
Life Savers or Hell Raisers
The man in scrubs has a power
Over the family, friends
Lovers and believers in a few prayers,
The silence is a tension
Like people in a basement waiting for a hurricane to strike
They stay
Frozen in the comfort of their place
Hoping not for an implosion of chaotic emotions
Their worlds could fall apart
Their lives, to a stop
Their loves, forever lost
7 seconds of silence become
A year of gut wrenching refuge in the fear to lose
He speaks
They listen
Their ending will keep you guessing
Long after this moment

Terrie* (66.81.129.145) -- Friday, January 19 2007, 08:37 pm

Been there.., know the intense feelin'...
Hi Scurrd, this takes me back 15 years..i know where your speakin' from...a nightmare one wants to awaken from when it becomes the final chapter... finally after 15 years i have learned to accept and let go.. thanx for sharin'

Laraine Smith (209.132.169.44) -- Sunday, September 20 2009, 06:53 pm

Wow!
I feel the tension here!

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