Alive Poem by Brisa Maia

Everything depends on my last breath
As they rushed to keep me alive
I am weakening, my heart is dying
I am failing inside
They check my monitors, the way they slowly bleep
Slower and slower, until the life line goes straight
On long continuous beep
They have failed to keep me alive
Their voices drift far away as they speak
The images blur as I close my eyes
As I fall into darkness
I can no longer hear voices
I am gone, I can not lie
I am done diminished
I knew I was going to die
I am a flightless bird all I do is fall I cannot fly
Falling is my destiny, I can’t deny
But as I am falling I see light
Bright as an autumn morning’s glorious sky
It comes closer and closer
I take the breath of life
For the second time
I am alive