ArrhythmiaA Poem by Patrick McCombs
Got home from the hospital late last night
Still can't seem to find my appetite I can't seem to sit still There's a hole that I don't know how to fill I've listened to my ipod non stop Headphones so loud I feel my ears are gonna pop The dice will fall as they may But at the end of the day I know that they were always loaded I feel like my life has always been encoded Protected by a cipher I could never completely break I never truly understood what was at stake Until that day last week When you and I were hanging by the creek We were laughing and tossing rocks Just relaxing having good long talks When my vision started to go hazy and I know this is crazy But i knew then that I was dying And you started crying I felt a sharp tightening in my chest I lost consciousness as the attack progressed I woke up in my hospital bed The doctors told me that I should be dead They used phrases like "suffered major cardiac event" I asked what that meant I told me that I had a heart attack I was immediately taken aback I was only seventeen This was almost something that was unseen Arrhythmia was the name of the disease They said it was easy to manage with medicine and their expertise But now I can no longer rest Knowing that I have ticking time bomb in my chest © 2013 Patrick McCombs |
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Added on June 6, 2013 Last Updated on June 6, 2013 Author
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