Sad Poems 2

I lay

I lay there listening
Disembodied
The buzzing
The grinding
The hammering
All figuring or disfiguring some part of me somewhere
But I didn't care
I was thinking of the reason I lay on that table or bed if you want to call it that
A need to get away
Brought me to them
The butchers who work on my body now
Trying to patch the rags together
The carpenters who are trying to fix the structure that you left distorted
I lay awake
I lay sad
I lay motionless
Waiting to pass out of that pain that ached in my heart
Just to be brought back to scene
By frantic noises that were kinda worried
Worried for me?
I didn't want to believe that
I lay
Holding my pieces together
For the people who were trying hard to do that for me
I listened to them talking gibberish
Sometimes raising their voices with a hint of anxiety
But they were calm
So was I
I lay there when they told someone to call on my parents for some consents
I would consent
Anything you want
Everything of me you want
I would give everything to these nice people who worked on me when I never did anything for them
I lay
With my eyes opening and closing
Trying to hold my breath steady
Trying not to move for these good people

I lay
Listening to them relieved
They started to talk less and less gibberish and more of normal mundane talks
Laughing commenting in between the language I finally understood
Finish up they said
And a voice came really close to me
It asked me if I was OK
I wanted to yell yes
But I couldn't move my lips
So I just smiled, I really tried to
And the words echoed through my brains to all the veins that were starting to ache
You are lucky
And then those words echoed through my heart
I lay there trying to stay awake coz I needed to know more
I needed to feel more
But it all went away
I am lucky was all that was left
And a question that was unanswered
Was I?