Tuesday, December 29, 2015

Heart death

I have survived the harshest death
Such crushing and pressure 
Tormented while half alive
Smiling misleading 
Dying from the inside out 
Listen closely...
No rhythm 
No beat
No pulse
Simply walking dead
Feelings on life support 
Hopes in icu 
Forced Breathing; a ventilator 
Death craves nothing but rest
I reach slowly for loves touch
Just one finger tip 
A zap
Life giving
Staggered beat
Awkward rhythm 
Gone
I reach farther and grasp a hand
Jolting with a foreign frequency 
Grip tightens
Restoration repeat
I can hear it 
Inhaling life
Softly building 
Hope screaming 
My new heartbeat 

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