May 07, 2008 21:32
when i was ten i fractured my skull.
it was june.
i wasnt taken to the hospital until the next morning at about 5 am,
because no one really knew what was wrong with me.
i threw up terribly,
i slept hard until night,
and i remember vaguely sitting up all night
crying that it hurt so bad.
i was in the hospital for three days,
knocked out on pain killers the whole time,
just so i could get through it.
that whole summer was spent sleeping on my couch.
my momma would come and help walk me to the bathroom
when it was time to shower,
she would try and feed me good food,
salad and fruits.
but nothing felt good,
except to be in this place
floating in and out of conciousness.
that summer was spent in my daddy's white t-shirts
that looked like dresses on me,
and i remember open windows and feeling the season.
awake i was an anchor,
asleep i dreamed terrbile things
so mostly i floated.
i went more places that summer than i've ever been to
my whole life.