Dialysis Nightmare



My mouth goes dry as i watch the needles enter my armI look up at the nurse knowing she hates hurting meStill it makes my arm feel on fireI close my eyes, imagineing being any where elseI hate these treatments that take up so muchtime, health, energy,it all slowly flows byhemo-dialysis while i wait for a transplantso tired of but you're so youngor being asked if it was the cause of doing drugsI have no one to blame for this it just happenedso much pain and raw emotions pent upbut i can't dwell on what's wrong or badso i just watch my blood slip through the tubesgetting cleaned imagineing its my thoughts and emotionsgoing down the drain. just hold strong pretend its a nightmaresome day you will be normal again


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