Hospital.

I've been trying to grab the nurses attention again,
But as always shes being a little :rude: ,
Nobody seems to understand the pain that I'm in,
My shiny crystal tears fall, unseen.

Hospital.

I could drop dead at any moment,
But they wouldn't seem to bat an eyelash,
I lie in the dark shadows, not noticed,
Just waiting, waiting for somebody to help.

Hospital.

My life is in a delicate cradle,
One vunerable one that might be broken or smashed,
I'm feel I'm standing on the tip of a knife,
And at any moment I could be hurt.

Hospital.

My worried eyes meet the clock,
Every daunting second ticks by,
Reminding me that I can still breathe,
Telling me that I am well and still alive.

Hospital.

Computerised vital stats are dropping low,
My thumping heartbeats slowing down,
The unseen oxygen becoming less and less,
My eyelids flutter like butterflys wings and gently and close.

Hosptial.

I've been trying to grab the nurses attention again,
But as always shes been a little :rude:
It might be the expression of my face that can't be read,
But if it could be, it would tell you I am dead.

Hospital.


Sorry it's long, and there's no forced ryhming which most of you have said about. It's sort of based on some thoughts, you would be doing me a favour if you gave your honest opinion and a bit of critism. Thanks.