Trapped: A Slinet Killer

PoetGirl18

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This is a poem I wrote, because it expresses the way I feel when I don't want to deal with CF anymore, it also expresses how I feel when I go into the hospital:

Trapped: A Slient Killer

There is a place where you go when your sick
A place that may help you
Or.....
A place that may over medcate and kill you

But as I go into this place
I feel disgusted, uncomfortable and most of all....

Trapped

As I walk into the room, The first thing I see is a window that can't be opened
The second thing I notice is the one bathroom that you may have to share
A tv to keep you out of the doctors hair
And a phone so you won't feel so much alone
But I still feel....

Trapped

As I lay awake in the bed and fell the medcation drip into my veins
I watch the hours of the day pass away
And as the medcation drips faster into my veins I ask God to set me free
And in time God answered my prayer

I felt my heart start to slow
Felt my blood turn cold
And I felt my eyes become heavy as stone
I knew then that God wanted me home

And never to feel.......

Trapped Again

By: Leslie
 

Jefferycooncat

New member
Leslie.....We know what you go through....and my heart hurts for you......try your hardest to stay on the sunny side. We feel your pain...I hope you write my daughter and you can talk......Hang in there.
Jefferycooncat
 

anonymous

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<img src="i/expressions/face-icon-small-happy.gif" border="0"> HI READ YOUR TRAPED, MADE ME THINK THAT SOMETIMES WHEN LIFE TAKES ALL THAT IT CAN TAKE ...IT TURNS AROUND AND GIVES SOMETHING BACK.. IT GAVE YOU THE GIFT OF WRITEING THINGS THAT WILL TOUCH A LOT OF PEOPLES HEARTS AND SOLE... I THANK YOU.... G" MOTHER OF RODNEY .... KEEP WRITEING PLEASE..... JOYCE HILLERY AUSTIN, TEXAS
 

PoetGirl18

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Thank you for your kind words. It makes me feel much better and I hope that we may keep in touch, if that's okay with you :rose
 
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