Mri

Where do you turn?

Where do you go?

When all your questions
Are answered No.

You don't know what tests
You'll have to endure.

You need the truth
Is there really a cure?

The doctors aren't sure
What it could be.

I can't understand
What's happened to me.

The nurses all whisper
Things in my ear.

While others stand back
And all can hear.

The hum of a machine
It is my only hope.

I can get through this
I know I can cope.

The results are in
Thanks to a MRI.

I've just discovered
Today I won't die.