Hospital Stay

Laying in the bed
I am tested for seizures
hooked up to an EEG video
I sit watching my brain waves
on a computer screen

When words is lost,
my mind wanders
unable to grasp
who I am, where I am
how I got here

Jaded I feel witless
no sense of self
in this wasted flesh
looking for something
unobtainable

With ebb, potency
I bear flashes of heat
brought on by
stresses hidden
building deep within

— Barbara Writes, Aug 22, 2008

About This Poem

About the Author

Region, Country: United States, USA

Favorite Poets: Billy Collins, Shakespeare, , Emily Dickinson, , , Whitman, Jess Tapper

Critiques

t. reflexion

17 years 9 months ago

Self consciousness

Lose of sense of self which this poem expresses in the second and third stanzas is tied to first stanza where the poet watches her brain waves and the last stanza with stresses unknown. This presents sense of momentary siezure both in the form and structure of the poem as well as the state of consciousness. I really like this poem. Well done and best wishes.

Barbara Writes

17 years 9 months ago

Thanks T

Smiles:) Barbara your comment is deep and expresses what was hard for me to comprehend when i wrote this. When i was writing this i drew a blank in thought so i wrote what i felt. thanks for commenting i really appreciate it.

Linda Moses

17 years 9 months ago

Barbara

I am sorry that you have to go through so many tests. My best for you

Rett

17 years 9 months ago

Barbara, you captured it well

sorry my friend ((friendly hugs)) There are times that I would love to just scream about life being unfair and all that nonsense, but life is life. Sometimes I would like to hear you absolutely blast out and the way things are. It might do you good. *S* Wonderful write my friend! I think you said it extremely well. Respectfully, Rett: "If life is a bowl of cherries, why am I in the pits?" Erma Bombeck

Barbara Writes

17 years 9 months ago

Thank you both Rett and Linda

Smiles:) Barbara I really appreciate the kind words. if i blast the way things really are i probably would do good, but hate myself later as i have been call psycho when i do blast off. I have some old poems from when i first started writing about my feelings and my family says i sound psycho. i decided to write and post different here.

Candlewitch

17 years 9 months ago

Barbara

It is a terrible feeling and you have expressed it so skillfully. I could not have done as good a job. I hope everything turns out okay. Always, Cat

Barbara Writes

17 years 9 months ago

Thanks Cat

Smiles:) Barbara I appreciate your high praise it is welcoming to this tired girl My condition worsen as the test are being done with no answers, but I keep going never given until the fat lady sings LOL.