poem/pain relief

[babycake]

i often
shower away
this pain
that i wish
not to gain
as i wish
to open a new
chapter where
i or another
is set free
 for our hopes
are never alone
our fears are closed
so near
 as showering our
life in misery
of dealing and working
with tubes in your arms
to be set free
as we sit and wonder
what  next is
yet to come
for im filled with questions
but answer  yet to be
feels like im a magnet at times
but stuck in this so call
arm chair watching the tube
to chase time away