Scared and alone here
Surrounded by white
And blinding fluorescent light
Close my eyes against the rising fear
I don’t want to believe it’s true
I can’t see the future anymore
My dreams are dead, my hope buried beneath the floor
Where my leg should be; just hospital sheets colored baby blue
They tell me to keep going, push onward,
But the world has lost its luster, all the colors turn gray
It takes all my strength to rise each day
No one ever prepared me for this, of this pain I’d never heard
I face this new life alone
My passions are dead; I cannot pursue
Useless as a ragdoll, my purposes are few
No one understands, I can hear it in their tone
I sit here now, off to the side, out of the way
Watching others do all the things I can’t do
Chasing my forsaken dreams, bittersweet and terribly true
Holding back tears as I watch other children play
What good am I to the world, with nothing to give?
I’m just the broken toy abandoned to gather dust
Mom holds me close; “You must go on, you must”
But the world has no use for me, a drifting phantom- I no longer live
I am crippled;
Physically, but more so spiritually
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