operate

so i wrote this poem a couple of moths ago when i was at school...
hope you like it...

They wheel her down the hall to the operating room...

The doctor prepares himself for this impossible task at hand

She lies almost lifeless on the table dreaming of salt water and beach sand...

He pulls out his scalpel
Hands shaky
Sweat drips down his forehead

Thinking to himself just go head
Dive in
Get it over with
Not nervousness more like unsurity
Is he ready
Is this risk worth it
Putting all into this surgey wen it cud end n tragedy

He breaks the skin
Still unsure but now he's in
Passing tissues and veins searching for this vital organ

As she lay there on the table almost lifeless dreaming of salt water and beach sand...

He searches to find it
But all he can find is fragments of what used to be

as she lie there dreaming of the nights spent swimming n that salt water with a man who she thought loved her
And long walks on the beach sand where she held his hand
And he used to hold hers

The doctor tries to piece together the fragments of what used to be
He watches as the the heart beats on the monitor begin to slow
He tries his hardest to save her

As she lays there on the table almost lifeless with dreams of salt water and beach sand

He wants so much for this surgery to be a success he wants so much for her to survive, overcome this obsticle and live on

Soon the heart beat stops but he is still determined
His colleagues advise him that there is no more than he can do
But he can not stop he wants this so bad
But she lays there now lifeless dreaming of salt water and beach sand
She will never love again...