The Pain Inside Increases

Returning to the hospital, scared for anothr day of pain. It is so much to take it, so much to handle. Without her hear to hold her hand and tell her "everything will be okay" she does nothing but fear --fear what is beyond that door. As said earlier, so much to take it, but the doctors had so much to take out. Today was the day to unpack the incision created the previous day. Tears. Finally over, pills are perscribed and she is leaving. Walking slowly, unable to move at a faster pace. But where is she going? Slowly she tried to make her way to her direction. "But what dicrection is she?" Is what she is having to ask herself. He wound remains open for the time being but healing as each day passes. And as for her heart, it was healed, but is now being torn apart as days pass without her here. Trying her hardest to keep her eyes open. It's a daily struggle. She is afraid to sleep because she may miss something. Something important. Something like you re-entering her life. The sun has been set for hours and the mood has appeared. It is time for her to attempt to lay down. The pain will not leave her, not tonight anyway. Time is the only thing that can heal her wound. To heal her heart, she just needs you.