The Rage to Live

Deep  inside I seethed
With a continual inner rage
As in pain I wreathed
In my ICU prison cage

I was stuck, flat on my back
Wires and tubes were everywhere
New skin tore with each sponge bath
I screamed and rejected care

I was rude to those I love
Inside, I had shut them out
Then, a friend who'd had enough
Changed what I thought about

I accepted I was depressed
I recalled loved ones I had helped
And the joy they'd expressed
I started to not think of myself

When a visitor dropped by
And asked, "Can I get you anything?"
I made something up, to try...
And contagious joy they did bring!

On an angel's mission they nearly ran
As though it would quickly make me whole
I felt the spirit breathe life in me and
I started to want to live- heart and soul!

I am reading 90 Minutes in Heaven about the Pastor who had a near death experience. He went through an horrific recovery process and had to learn to appreciate being on the receiving end, being patient, and enduring to the end when he knew the bliss of Heaven and wanted to go back.