Lost...

In and out of hospitals just about every month...
getting the same results as any other time you are there...
I'm sorry they didn't make it...
feeling another rip come from your heart because every person had a big part of you and took it with them six feet under...
feeling as though you are now just as dead as they are...
crumbling more and more to bits and pieces
feeling as though you can't take any more deaths...
if any one else dies its your turn next...
feeling alone and lost...
scared...
confused...
looking in the mirror and asking yourself...
who's next...???