A&E

Tightly you hold me
in your grasp.
Airless breaths,
gasps...
of survival,
rush to my aid through blind panic.
I falter,
for one second...
Incapable of movement or thought.
Every muscle frozen,
tightening,
squeezing,
the lifeblood from my lungs.
"I'll be fine"
Are those my words?
My son.
My cheeks wet;
Tears flushed from my squirming eyes.
"Call for help"
Who was that?
I slump to the floor,
holding my upper body taught with pain.
Knives tear into me,
Teeth clench,
Muscles rip in silent agony.
I fall slowly,
listening to the ground,
for help.
Boots appear out of a tearful haze,
"Are you ok?"
"Call an ambulance David"
Tearful smiles are offered through the stares.
My son.
Breathless gasps for oxygen
split broken words,
"Love...you...
can't ...move"
Friends are made and lost instantly,
as men with gas and air arrive
and suck me from my hell.
Up, up and away...
I fly
into the gas filled freedom of their arms.
laughing all the way
to A&E...
Helplessly ...
trapped
in me.