Three Bruised Ribs

My discovery.

Walking around

Can hardly breathe,

Chest pains,

Chest pains take over

Each pain burns

Burns so much it

Feels like its on fire

Walking around

Can hardly breathe,

Falling down

I don't remember

Waking up hooked

To a machine

I don't remember;

How did I get here?

I say aloud 

Hopeless and confused

Chest pains,

Chest pains take over

Eyes fluttered

Heart racing

Mind in total shock

Doctor walks in

Blends in

With the walls

Touching my shoulder

He says

"Ta'Shandra this is why

You have been suffering,

It is because you have

Three bruised ribs" 

Author's Note

What do you think?

Reviews

[kimmy]

This is so sad, but it was powerful at the same time. I have to say I am so sorry for anyone going threw abuse like this. You can feel the womans pain.

[Tasha]

No one did it to me, it happened randomly. Thanks for the review.

[kimmy]

Your welcome and that is good. I wish woman would stand up to the men that hurt them, throw them in jail or just get away from them as far as they can:) Thanks for sharing

[Tasha]

You're very welcome. I agree women do need to stand up for themselves.

[KeeD]

So real, to the point and well delivered. You express the pain so well and the situation you were in brilliantly. Good job

[Tasha]

Thank you very much, there was nothing else I could do so I figured I should write about it.

[KeeD]

Glad you did, its like you said no matter how bad the experience you always get something good outta it. I hope you're doing good now and you're fully recovered

[Tasha]

I'm doing better, not fully recovered though. Thank you for asking.

[Art Sun]

I bet that hurts...haven't been by in a while Tasha...nice work on this poem...

[Tasha]

Yes it does. I know you, hope you've been okay. Thanks for the review! :)

[Art Sun]

your welcome...

[Tasha]

:) I won't be a stranger...e

[Art Sun]

I will try to do the same...sometimes we just need a small break...

[Tasha]

Yes we do...some more often than others...

[Jagged memory]

reminds me when I had surgery, i don't remember waking up...been there. amazing write

[Tasha]

Thank you very much, I hope your surgey went well.

[Some John]

I know what that is like, I've broken more ribs then not. I'm a walking accident. I hope you mend quickly:D

[Tasha]

Luckily I haven't broken anything, thanks for the review and your kind words.

[Mir]

This is why I love poetry! You can take anything and make it something beautiful and great! This was great! I would never being able to write about broken ribs! haha :]

[Tasha]

Haha thank you very much, that means a lot. Surprisingly they are not broken.

[Mir]

Your welcome! and that's great news! :)

[Tasha]

Yeah it is, it just hurts very much e

[Mir]

Aw I'm sorry. Hope they heal quick!

[Tasha]

Thank you very much, me too.

[Kenneth The Poet]

Excellent work. I can't say more.

[Tasha]

Thank you very much Kenneth, I appreciate it.

[...Relic...]

Yikes, that must hurt. Never had bruised ribs but now I know what to expect. Sorry you had to go through that, Good writing.

[Tasha]

Thank you, and no you don't want to go through it; its the worse pain I've ever experienced. Thanks for the review.

[Phillitup]

My dad broke half of his ribs when I was in 2nd grade. He fell into an orchestra pit...

good write!

[Tasha]

Thanks!

Now I have to ask, how did your dad fall into an orchestra pit?

[Phillitup]

he was inspecting...he works at a college of music...he was locking things up for the day

[Phillitup]

misstepped

[Tasha]

ohh...ouch.

[Phillitup]

yup

[Tasha]

yeah

[That_Girl]

I've had bruised and broken ribs. God they hurt. Nice poem. I feel your pain! :)

[Tasha]

Oh wow, luckily they're only bruised. I don't think hurt is the word. And thanks for the review.

[That_Girl]

Broken is much much worse. It hurts to flipping breathe. -_-

[Tasha]

I would hate to experience that.