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Aug 2014
I sit here in this hospital bed
staring at the television screen
watching some marathon on TLC

I laugh along with the nurse's jokes
I nod when the doctor talks
and I patiently wait for a visitor.

My mother stops by
she helps me wash my hair
I text you an update of how I am

My mother hugs and leaves
And again it's just me and TLC

Another day goes by
my patience is wearing thin
when will I see someone?

I text you again
with some random thought
and wait some more for a reply

Tomorrow arrives a day too soon
More blood is drawn
from my arm and my heart

I open my snapchat
bored out of my mind
and there you are.

There you are with your friends
looking young and alive
and here I am...here I am.

I don't understand
we called ourselves sisters...
we said our bond was unbreakable...

One visitor.
No texts.

I ******* miss you.
But where the **** are you now?
Martha Renee Jones
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