I Can Feel It (A Poem)

The razor's 
Sharp edge

I feel it

The razor 
Kissing my wrist
A bit too roughly

I feel it

Skin ripping
Veins opening

I feel it

Dark,
Red,
Warm blood

I feel it

Pouring from
The razor's
Newest kiss

I feel it

The blood-covered 
Floor
Bed
Towels

I see it

Life and soul
Drifting away 
To darkness

I feel it

I'm dying 

A far away noise
Startles me 

I hear it 

As I awake 
It was just a dream

But

I can feel it

My trip to the ER

After I got home from the ER I noticed I was having a strange reaction to one of my medications, so I took some benadryl, but it didn't really help much. My face and tongue were swollen and I had little to no control over my mouth movements, it was hard to talk, and I was getting bloody noses. I figured all of this would go away overnight, but it didn't. It had been over 24 hours since I had taken the medication, and I was still reacting to it. The reactions were not as bad as they had been before, but it still freaked me out so I asked my mom what I should do, and she said she would take me back to the ER. When we (my mom, me, and my best friend/roommate Codie) got there I was immediately put in a room and they started and IV drip of benadryl and gave me some Cogentin (sp?) to counteract the side effects I was having. 4 hours later I was feeling much better and they discharged me. Needless to say I am not taking that medication ever again!!