Mama and her lovely companion dog Mercedes. They are a true pair.

My Mama is home, no longer does she roam, around the halls of the hospital, she was quite miserable.
I watched her black out, fall to the floor like a plywood board.  Her breathing was stopped and her face was looking straight at the floor.  
I thought it had finally happened, he spinal cord had been pinched. She has slipping discs, missing discs, and her spine is malformed. Never again do I want to walk through this chaos, for never in my life have I watched my Mama's lifeless body fall to what I thought was her end. I heard the sound of body hit, I saw all of it. I screamed, I cried, I thought someone was tearing out everything in my body to the outside.
There are no words to describe the terror, the helplessness, the unfairness, the despair that followed this. Well... I guess there were a few words I didn't know were there.
I'm sure many of you wonderful people out in the world can relate to how you sit down at your computer, especially if you are a poet/writer, the words seem to come to your easier and the emotions come out with them.
Thank you for reading.  My hope is that this may touch another life and know ... You Will Survive A Traumatic Event, but... therapy, here I come again.

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"I see what others refuse to see, 
I am what others refuse to be!"