It's hard sitting in a hospital room, waiting

The sound of oxygen pushing through clear tubes
Voices of hardworking nurses drifting in from the hallway
Discordant beeping from machines right beside you
Muffled chatter from the TV, probably some stupid reality show

You become surrounded and encased
Stuck in a room
Far too small
Packed with far too many machines, cords, and tubes

The sounds at first are overwhelming
But then they become nothing
Natural and constant, just there
the sound and feeling of your own breath,
Hot inside of a blue mask