19. Sleep

Sleep, sweeping over me
Drifting away from the real world
Trying to fight back the yawn,
Struggling to stay awake
Only I can't
and I'm left alone
People around me, watching my eyes
No! No! I think, but nothing comes out
Please, I changed my mind
I'm fine, I don't need this operation
Except the anaesthesia sets in,
And the liquid sets in my veins
My last thought before I'm
gone is,
"Will I ever wake up again?"