Where Am I?
I opened my eyes in
apprehension and fear
As to where I was, was not very
clear.
I felt confused.
Everything was white
And I looked around wildly for
clues to my fright.
Stuck in my arm was a needle
and tube
Attached to two bags on a pole
where it stood.
Where am I? What's happened to
me?
I tried to get up but I
couldn't get free.
What's the matter? My legs were
like lead.
I was overcome with a sense of
dread.
I tried my arms but couldn't
reach my face
Then I saw that two straps held
them in place.
Overcome with panic - I started
to scream
But heard only sounds coming
from a machine.
It had a steady beat with a
swooshing sound
And as I looked at it, I became
spellbound.
For attached to the machine was
a small blue hose
That came across my arm and
then my eyes froze.
It was attached to my neck
- something held it in place.
Tears formed in my eyes and
rolled down my face.
I felt a chill of terror. What
did this mean?
Why can't I remember and play
back the scene?
A nurse came in and walked over
to the bags.
She replaced one and wrote on
its tag.
Then she turned to leave. Don't
go; hear my plea!
Dear God, where am I? What's
happened to me?
Just when I'd lost all hope of
keeping her near
She turned around and saw my
eyes filled with tears.
She patted my hand, said I was
doing okay.
What happened to me? My
mouth tried to say.
I felt my lips move but could
not speak.
As she gently wiped tears that
flowed down my cheek.
She called me by a name that I
could not concur.
What's happened to me? My mind
is a blur!
I rolled my head back and forth
in a terrified frenzy
Afraid and confused about my
own identity?
The nurse left the room with a
sense of haste
But returned in just a moment
looking very grim-faced.
Oh God, I'm so scared. Wait!
Don't give me that shot!
Tell me what's going on -- then
everything went dark.
When I opened my eyes, there
were two boys in my room
With fear in their eyes and a
sense of doom.
Mom, we've been waiting for
days, you gave us a scare.
But seeing you now proves that
God heard our prayers.
Their faces were familiar yet
blurry in my mind.
Maybe I will remember if I just
give it time.
A vision of terror flashed
before my eyes
I was driving down a highway
and saw the semi.
It pulled across the highway
right in front of me
And as we started to collide -
I heard myself scream.
Oh God, how long have I been
here?
I looked at their faces trying
to hide my own fear.
Poem by Carol
Barton
Copyright 2005 ~ Carol
Barton
Note to readers:
This poem
was strictly written from imagination.
When I first started
writing, I checked out a book.
The author would
give lessons to write about a certain thing.
This poem was written
from a lesson to write about
what it would be
like to wake up in a hospital room.
Six months after I wrote
this poem,
I met up with
a semi in the same place
on the highway I travel
every day to work.
I had to
gear my car down as fast as I could into 1st gear
and come to a
complete stop to keep from going under the trailer
that was sticking out in
my left hand lane.
I couldn't go to
the right lane as there was another car there.
Was it premonition?
God only
knows but I don't write poems like this one anymore.