COMA/CONSCIOUS

COMA/CONSCIOUS

A Poem by Dwain Dowdy
"

End of consciousness

"

God what a headache where'd it come from?
Why is it so dark in here?
Where's the lights?
And who's beating that damn drum?

And that high-pitched whine,
It doesn't help my head at all
Where the hell am I?
I just, can't recall.

And what is laying on top of me?
I feel heavy, and I can't move!
CAN ANYBODY HEAR ME!!!!
Whatever is happening I strongly disapprove!

Who is that talkin? What are they saying?
I can barely make them out.
I can't concentrate because of that damn drum
DEAR LORD!!!! I just want to shout!

Those voices are a little clearer somehow
There's two of them I think
One is saying we need to act now
The other is still indistinct.

I really wish they'd pay attention to me
This is starting to piss me off!
At least that drummer is slowing down
Wait, someone's crying, and I hear a cough.

They must have moved closer
I can finally hear their words.
What did that man say about a disclosure?
And the brain function has reduced two thirds?

All right guys stop fooling around!
I'm sleepy and I want to leave.
That drummer must be sleepy too
He's going to quit playing I do believe.

What did he just say, any moment now?
At least my headache has finally eased
I think I'll just sleep, until they let me out
DOCTOR,,,, THE PATIENT IS NOW DECEASED.

by David Dwain Dowdy
10/04/2019

© 2019 Dwain Dowdy


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Dwain Dowdy
Dwain Dowdy

Wickliffe, KY



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I'm 49 yrs old. A US Army Veteran. I've been a musician for almost 40 years now. Song writer and poet. I suffer from PTSD and depression which are influenced on my writing style. I find it therapeutic.. more..

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