A life in my hand,

Syringe in the other,

And not just any man,

No, not a brother,

This heartbeat I feel,

This, I try to keep,

If I ever lost it,

Forever I’d weep,

A heart is so big,

I can’t lose his,

Steady the syringe,

Act in control so I don’t

Have to feel this,

Beep

…

Beep

…

Beep

…

Go the desperate beats,

But I must focus my mind,

Pay no mind to who is under These plastic sheets, Worrying now is not the time,

I have a duty, But I never imagined this would Be us,

I love him truly, He has given me every ounce His trust,

But I don’t trust myself with Such a precious heart, Make the wrong move and It’ll all fall apart,

Beep … … Beep …

“Stay with my, dear,” I know he probably didn’t, But I’m praying with every Inch of my body he did hear,

He says my voice gives him Peace, But can my hands save his life?

Please don’t let him be the one Person I fail to treat, If I do, how could I ever have Believed myself to be his wife?