I hear someone shout.
A lady in scrubs
stands above me.
"Shhhh, shhh. It's gonna be ok.
They're getting more sedatives now."
My eyes are wide
and my mouth is gaped open.
All I can do
is lay paralyzed
as the pain overrides everything.
It feels like I'm dying,
but I'm still here.
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