It Beats Me.
I hear the sound of patients beating hearts.
I see the squiggly lines on their ECG charts.
I see myself without a heart that beats.
On my ECG chart all squiggly lines deletes.
Am I dead.
Or is this all but a dream in my head.
I see a doctor press my chest.
Christ this woman is trying her best.
But my heart does not want to come alive.
And into death my soul does dive.
All around me my family cry.
In a hospital bed i deadly lie.
I hear the sound of loved ones past.
And my soul floats to them excitingly fast.
Gone and soon will be forgotten.
Life is downright sadly rotten.
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Comments
Well...let's hope death is not the same Bill...nice write ?
Thank you Marion.