The Hospital Poem by Vision Ghost

You’re lying there paralysed in amongst many machines
They are controlling you in heart, lung and extremes
Faces and so many faces study you in clipboard records
In the deafness of your voice unable to speak chords

As they examine your body and you cannot fight control
All white, so much white in every gown upon every wall
As you lay there so very subject to their examinations
Seeing but not believing of these awakening intrusions

Machines, so many machines report on you, in lost voice
That you cannot speak the pain you feel or other choice
So lonely in this prison of your own bodies engagement
Unparallel to the world that you exist in such tangent

Queries adorn to a brain of how the hell did you get here?
Leaving you so shattered and co existing in such real fear
You’re legs that won't respond and the language they speak
Before untimely intervention a nightmare diagnosis they seek

Unable to say words to describe what your body witnesses
Before they plunge the steel needle into veins symmetries
Does it sting, does it hurt, and maybe another drug will help
Though they rely yet on terminologies to agonies so unfelt

Though witnessed by your body lying stiff and incapacitated
Drugs that course and their effects rendered so complicated
Feeling your own person in such slavery to technologies grip
As the penicillin feeds to veins in drip by drip by drip

All around you the darkness of all that is not so explained
Others breathe around you in beds so lying flat so stained
Ongoing and on forever does the heart keep beating so true
So to the next procedure upon your body when they open you