The Nurse With One Hand

Peter Pan's eyes opened up with struggle

The lights made them close and within the covers he snuggled

Confused, he looked around the room

The whole place filled him to the brim with gloom

Pale white walls and a monotone beep

Beep Beep Beep he wanted to sleep

The door which went unnoticed by the boy

Opened to reveal a woman filled with joy

She looked him over and he noticed one thing

Her ink black hair which curled in rings

Her soft blue eyes glittered as she moved closer

"Ah you're awake" She looked him over

He couldn't speak to this girl so familiar

But his gawking just made her smile grow bigger

"I see you're confused" She spoke with a voice so pure

And his one thought was he couldn't agree more

"You've been in a coma for many many years"

That little fact was doom to his ears

How many years he must have missed

Laying in this bed tended to by this miss

The woman, revealed to be 24

Told him more that shook to the core

His age of 18 worried him so

His childhood was so long ago

There was no lost boys, pirates, or fae

Only this bed was were he would stay

He never flew to neverland

Wait, this woman had only one hand

False memories of captain Hook

Made him shake, the bed he shook

The nice lady helped calm him down

'till the beeping was the only sound

He had to ask "Where is Wendy"

The woman frowned, her features so dainty

He was told there was no blond

Who went by the name he had grown fond

Removing the Tubes, Plasters and Needles

By the woman his mind had made cruel and evil

When he asked for his noriette's name

He felt himself fill with shame

"Jillian Hook" He wanted to crawl

Into a hole so he could bawl

He didn't understand why he had

Imagined a man oh very so bad

Pirate life was when he created

For this woman whom his needs she waited

Feeding him, cleaning him, keeping him alive

So he could one day be revived

Back to the real world he had forgotten

So he could age, a concept so rotten

His question which went unsaid

Was how he ended up in bed

What caused him to dream so long

And forget the world where he belonged

The nurse said nothing as she went

About her work, much time she spent

In that room with the unconscious boy

With no family to give him toys

No relatives to visit the room

Which, in essence was a tomb

Soon Peter was fit to leave

He shuffled and tugged his sleeve

As he walked across the sand

He couldn't forget his Nurse with one hand