Rushing, they push me through its double doors
Panic and chaos, white robes running all around
To hasten, my loved one implores
To sustain my heart’s beating sound
Bright lights is all I see as I dwindle away,
Her voice shouting out my name
With tears she asks me to stay
As I enter into my final frame
I can feel my heart starting to fade,
And her things drop to the floor
I reflect on all the things I’ve done and made
Until the beating of my heart was no more
Feb 22, 2015
Feb 22, 2015 at 11:30 PM UTC
Rushing, they push me through its double doors
Panic and chaos, white robes running all around
To hasten, my loved one implores
To sustain my heart’s beating sound
Bright lights is all I see as I dwindle away,
Her voice shouting out my name
With tears she asks me to stay
As I enter into my final frame
I can feel my heart starting to fade,
And her things drop to the floor
I reflect on all the things I’ve done and made
Until the beating of my heart was no more
A poem I wrote almost two years ago. Also posted on my Fiction Press account.
