ACHES [Wattys Winner 2015]

My Hope 18

I see my Hope,

From the window of the room,

She is in.

I feel like my heart,

Has been hammered to pieces.

Thumping, honking, crying,

My Hope dying?

Struggling for holding life inside.

I can't see her like this

Her wounds, scars,

How can some one hurt her?

How can some one even lift a finger on her?

Then I see that loser,

Pacing away from me with long strides.

I run upto him,

And in a frenzy,

I lose myself.

When I find myself back again,

That moronic loser,

Lies in front bathing in his own blood,

And I was yelling hell's wrath.

"How dare you even think 

Of hurting her.

You will pay with your life"

I can see his face defaced,

I can see his frame knocked.

Then I realise,

From disfiguring this monster more.

A nurse came upto me,

Carving up my anger into pain,

"You are with her. Right?

The doctor wants to see you."

"Yes, I am. Her only family."

As I walk towards the doctor,

I say my silent prayers.

"She has a skull fracture,

Needs a surgery",

He says.

I ask,

"Will she be all right?"

He replies,

"She is fighting,

I guess, God has some good plans.

Let us Hope!"