White, Black, and Grey

A Poem by Anabel Torres

When I saw you for the first time in a long time you were on a bed,

In the hospital,

You looked ill,

Your body felt hot and heavy,

But it was nice to see that you were doing better than you were last week,

We had a nice chat for 2 hours,

But suddenly you were in pain,

I had to go out of the room as you wished,

I felt stupid as  saw all the nurses and docters rush to you as you say loudly “IT HURTS!!!!!”,

I just stare at you outside of the room like an idiot,

As I see you in pain I felt nothing,

But when I came back in the room you were starting to calm down,

I kept staring at you as the doctor and nurse were seeing if you were ok I still felt nothing,

When they left I looked at you closer I felt sad, angry, and like a horrible person for feeling nothing as you were in pain,

I didn’t like that about me,

But it was now time to leave,

As they prayed for you to feel better,

I just stared at you to see if you were ok,

I felt scared like I almost lost you,

But now I feel better knowing that you’re in good hands and that you will be ok.