Heart Attack

Fall on the floor.
Dead in the bed.
On the way home.
Driving to the doctor.
Seeing spots.
Police trying to connect the dots.
Heart stops.
Take me up.
In my sleep.
I do not want a reason.
Freak accident.
Die.
Dead.
Sleep.
No more questions.
Answers that I will never get.
No more disappointments.
No more surprises.
No more disappointing.
Smiles wiped away.
Stares into the dirt.
Shovels to bury me.
Cry.
In my sleep.
Struggle no more.
Finally over.
God make it happen.
Make this heart stop.

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