Heart Beat.

Wallace

Eyes bloodshot.

Aorta blood clot.

Chest pain.

No gain.

Feeling sick.

Dry lips I lick.

Left arm sore.

Sweat does pour.

Heart unwell.

By the symptoms I can tell.

Ring emergency service.

Feeling scared and nervous.

Fall hard to the floor.

Medics breakdown my front door.

Heart shocked by a defibrillator.

Arrive on operating table twenty minutes later.

Artery unblocked.

Family and friends shocked.

My guardian angel does appear.

No more I have that death fear.

Recuperating in a hospital bed.

Nurse I'm hungry when do I get fed.

Enough said.

 

 

  • Author: Wallace (Offline Offline)
  • Published: September 14th, 2017 00:29
  • Category: Unclassified
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  • myself and me

    That is close. What a day. I am so glad you feel hungry now.
    A thrilling read.

    • Wallace

      Thanks for reading.



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