Hope

Click, click, beep, beep the heart monitor rang notifying me that I was still alive

my body beaten and war torn from the inside

shriveled and broken I lay in what could have been my casket

waiting for the big man in the white coat to come and pierce my flesh

to add another hole onto my arm

while telling me everything was gonna be okay

I waited for even the slightest glimmer of hope

waiting for my white blood cells to rally and to defeat the invader that has been killing me or finally let go and say goodbye for the final time.