Old scars
not completely healed
crowded halls
with voices echoing
all these people
all busy as bee's
I'm lying in bed
I'm getting cold
the medicine is kicking in
I'm going under
losing eyesight
with a flick of the wrist
I'm under the knife
scalpel in hand
with muffled heard voices
i feel the rhythm
of my own heartbeat
slowly it beeps
hands are shaking
sweat is pouring
blood freely flowing
I'm in a state with no turning back
i hear the word
like a shout in my ears
i hear them say
we're losing him
with the needle in my arm
adrenaline slowly seeps in
heartbeat pacing
slowly fading
i wake up
my chest is heavy
minute pass by
as i lay here wondering
counting all the stitches
i ask myself
DID I JUST DIE!!!
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