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I wake up every day Glad to be alive Each breath I take I experience fully Still breathing I haven't died The monitor beeps here beside me The graph goes on and on Measuring every aspect That tells them that I'm here I heard them speak the other day As around me they all stood My children, wife and parents Tried their best to be understood A flicker caught An eyelid opened A word escaping dry dry lips An increasing heart rate An exhalation Sitting up would make them run If only I could tell them That I'm here behind this wall Soundproofed by an expert They wouldn't hear me Should I ever call The doctors send the nurses To check for any change I feel the coldness of the steel As stethoscopes listen in. They strangle my arm with BP machines They are sure that I'll survive But just for now confidence shakes For I am barely here, Inside I am conscious Of all that passes me by I hear the ...