Coma - Grief

Your mind is deadened

From all the shit

You pump into your veins

No you lie in a hospital bed

Your life rendered insane

Nothing left of your former self

Nothing left but a vegetable

Struggle to resurface

From this comatose state

Your are beyond help

You will not rehabilitate

Lost in the

Debts of unconsciousness

You cannot come to terms

You are just a mere soul

Beyound the point of no return

Facial features are contorted

Limbs mangled and deformed

Drooling, pissing, shit yourself

A sight of horror and despair

Family weep by your side

They pray and pray for you return

No one answers mournful prayers

And no one ever will