Elusive Diagnosis Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Suddenly realizing the moments of life are knocking on
my brain, trying to wake me from the stupor I've been
in since getting admitted to the hospital.

Hoping to be saved from the elusive diagnosis the
doctors can't seem to put their fingers on.

Lolling here, hoping for a reprieve from this
excruciating pain, nothing conclusive being found as
yet.

Hurting nightly, not wanting to even go to sleep,
because it's so painful and I want to just stay awake.

Taking matters into my own hands, I stay up all hours
of the night and into morning, writing poetry.