Recovery

I still remember,
Lying in that bed,
A single window,
And flowers by my head.

The continuous beep,
Meant recovery,
That they would slowly,
Get me back on my feet.

Face covered in scars,
Shaking in my knees,
Never giving up,
But always begging please.

Home with my family,
The accident in the past,
Life is what its meant to be,
And time it goes so fast.