Poem -

Hospital, in the quiet of night

nighttime sounds

14/09/2020
Hospital In the ā€˜quiet’ of the night

Bleeping,
Beep,
Beep
Bebe,
Beep,
Beep.

Oxygen machines breathing,
Like robots,
Soothing peoples sleep.

Beep,
Beep,
Beep,
Do,
Do,
Beep,
Beep,
Beep,
Do,
Do.
The sound the dinamap machine makes,
When your breathing is weak,
Whilst at the same time,
Ā checks your pulse,
Your temperature,
And your heartbeat.

Tip,
Tap,
Top,
Tip,
Tap,
Top.
The sound the night staffs feet sound,
With every flip and flop.

He,
Silence,
Shore,
He,
Silence,
Shore.
The sound of sleep apnea,
From 2 old gentleman,
Each with a different kind of snore.
Doesn’t bother me though,
As my snoring is louder,
By a whole lot more!

Quiet whispers,
Like we are within,
A great libraries doors.
Not wanting to wake anyone up,
As the staff go about,
Their night shift chores.
Making sure,
They don’t accidentally,
Loudly close a door.
Ready there for anyone,
Should they accidentally fall,
And hit the floor.

Drip,
Drop,
Plink.
Drip,
Drop,
Plink.
The sound the broken tap makes,
In our wards only sink.
Stopping me from sleep,
So the more i listen,
The more i think.

Whoosh,
Wisp,
Winds bite.
Whoosh,
Wisp,
winds bite.
Winds are blowing up a storm tonight,
They’re blowing my blinds and making them rattle,
Still stopping me from sleeping nice n tight.
By the time i get to sleep,
It’ll be in the early morning light.

Insomnia in hospital,
I’ve discovered is a nightmare.Ā 
The more i lay here and ponder,
The more i feel i do despair.
The more i sit here and wonder,
From existence,
I’ll disappear.
Fate is inexorable,
So For death,
I have no fear.
Just the wake of destruction,
I’ll leave behind,
Makes me shed a tear.Ā 
For all of us,
Death is our fateful end,
Whether in the days to Ƨome,
Or even within decades,
Months or even a year.

Its 3am in the morning,
And as i look out from my window pane,
I know I’ve another day ahead,
Laying here in vein,
As Not on enough meds,
for even half of my pain.
All I want,
Is for at least one day for my pain to be slain.
Just so i can freely use,
My whole body again.

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