Predict The Forecast For Life. Poem by jessie kollar

Close your eyes
Lye there uncounsous of your existence
Lye there and forget yourself
No one exists
You see nothing
Your hands feel cold
You toes go numb
You breath becomes shallow
Your heart that you could once here;
Is now stopped
Breathless now and lying in nothing ness
Cold and heartless
An image appears in your mind
It is that alone that you will breath for
You inhale
Oxygen now flowing threw you, your heart starts to beet again
Your mind starts to dance with thought once again
You can hear the beets ever second growing faster
You’re scared,
You slowly open your eyes
And you realize you can never predict the forecast for life.