(Just a little poem/short story thing that I wrote)
I can now fly
I open my eyes. I can hear the beeping of the machine. Then I see it. I’m in the hospital. There’s an IV in my right hand. I blink rapidly. My breathing is shallow almost forced really. My body aches all over. I look down at my legs, they are in casts under a flimsy sheet. I take a deeper breath but instantly regret it. My chest feels like it’s on fire. All I can hear is the steady beeping and muffled speech outside the door at the far side of my room. I am so tired but every time I close my eyes the memories come rushing in.
“YOU NEVER CARED ABOUT ME?!”
Lamp on the ground
“YOU CHEATED ON ME?! HOW COULD YOU?!”
-going up stairs-
I could still feel the air rushing past me…the ground closer and closer with each passing second. The tears being flung upwards as my numb body plunged down. I shake my head. I don’t understand. How am I here?
mum walks in
places flowers on the table
It’s now been 3 weeks since I jumped. I’m still in the same bed. Only getting up if I have to. Mum hasn’t come back. Doubt she will. Best friend came. She tried talking with me but ended up leaving in tears. I stare at the clock. Wishing that I wasn’t here.
Nurse came in and said I was moving rooms. Just down the hall though. I share this room with a boy. Looks like he broke his arm.
I’ve lost count of how long I’ve been here but I haven’t talked at all. Doctor and dad came today to chat. They said that I could go home.
Car door shuts
We arrive home. Brother is on the Xbox in his room. I go to mine and curl up on the bed. I fall asleep. I dream.
I open my eyes. I can’t so this anymore. I get up.
Pour them down
Sink to the floor
I close my eyes and find peace
I now can fly