Just before we start- I was very reluctant to post this. I don't quite know why, I guess I've not seen too many poetry fics and my skills aren't exactly Keats xD But I have had the idea for a while now, and it's been ages since I've written some poetry so- here you go!

Trust me- it gets better as it goes along, I promise xD I'm just really bad at starting off poems!

I hope you enjoy, and feedback would be most appreciated! -Sophie x


At first glance, the department seemed fine,

Nurses and patients arriving all the time.

It seemed to most to run rather well all the while,

With people being treated with a calm, friendly smile.

The long corridors were white and they gleamed,

But below the surface, not all was as it seemed.

No, because it was hiding a terrible flaw,

That was found behind the "Clinical Lead"'s door.

Behind that sign was someone to meet-

A lonely woman, crying in her seat.

Eyes brimming with unwanted tears,

As she comes to terms with what once were her fears.

They were now a reality, through and through-

And there was nothing on earth that she could now do.

Hair now a mess, face tear stained,

She released all the upset her little soul contained.

Connie sat there quiet and still,

Except the racking sobs that shook her still.

Mind so foggy that she just couldn't think,

The doctor raided her cupboard for a drink.

As the fiery liquid hit the back of her throat,

The woman emitted a slow, mournful note,

Of upset and grief, her head growing heavy,

As she poured another glass and knocked back the bevvy.

She no longer cared about what her colleagues might say,

If they walked in on her in this terrible way.

All Connie wanted was just one day,

Where she might enter her office and not have to stay,

For fear of exposing herself to all,

As slowly breaking, as starting to fall.