It seems to haunt me everywhere,
I used to love the noise of people talking anywhere.
Kids playing,
Couples fighting,
Dancing on the floor.
But never the sound of a blast.
Or the sound of panic,
Screams and rushes.
For a few moments,
I couldn’t believe what hit me,
But the blood gushing thru my head.
I awoke up in the hospital,
And all I can hear now is the silence,
Which since the moment has been haunting me?
I speak, I shout,
But I am completely lost,
I am lucky to be alive they say.
The doctor says, I might not hear again,
That means, I won’t hear my wife call out my name,
Or even when my daughter speaks to me.
I bang the table loudly,
Everyone looks at me,
They will never understand my agony.
~ A Poem By Fizz