This Is Where I Scream From

With tears streaming down her face, screams departing from her mouth. The pain. The agony. The fear. So much blood. So many tears. Holding on for dear life, as the knives and needles dig in. Minor surgery has never felt so major. They tell her that it will be over in no time, but she knows a lie when she hears one. It feels like forever, and that they will never mend her together. Who knew, one lump could lead to days or cuts, bruises, scars and screams. She dears the awakening of tomorrow. Round two of this misery. She knows what to expect, and she is expecting the worst. Please just hold her tightly when she is set free. She has never wanted anything more. Can't somebody save her from this nightmare she is living?