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Dec 2010
It’s a machine to keep me breathing,
The steady beating of it reflects the chaos in my mind
It hisses, my lungs constrict
Trapping the air inside, and then.
It pushes the air out, forcing me to exhale,
You see, I can’t breathe by myself  

It beats, steady like my heart;
That too is under control
I can’t trust myself so I put myself in here,
Encased in wires, metal and electricity
I am not my own person, I’m too weak
Too weak to function, too scared to be

Life-support takes on a whole new meaning,
It’s my fragile mind that craves physical help
I’m so tired, I can’t even exist without
Constant guidance, my android lives,
So that I don’t have to
Hayley Intravenous
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