Bus stop haunting,
Sheltering rain,
Blank gaze,
Sudden pain,
“Me heart…”
Bulging eyes,
Keeling over,
Hands outstretched,
Veins pumping,
“Me heart…”
Heavy breathing,
Stumbling aimlessly,
Blood flowing
(angrily fast),
“Me heart…”
People staring,
No concern there,
Judgemental thoughts,
Unknowing,
“Me heart…”
Life flashing,
Dreams dying,
Pain doubling,
Fear growing,
“Me heart…”
Everything stops,
Everything’s dark,
Opens eyes,
Noises and traffic,
“Me heart…”
Lives.
For now.
(walking home from football training with Grange Woodbine one night and I passed a man having breathing difficulties and chest pains at the bus stop near the fire station on the Raheny Road - myself and others tried to help, he seemed okay in the end)
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