I lie on the grass

Cold as ice

Blood is dripping from my pale face

I hear an ambulance in the distance

I look at myself

And I see noting

Just a body sprawled on the grass

A man rushes toward me

He puts his ear to my heart

But hears nothing

Puts his fingers to my wrist and then my neck

But feels noting

Looks for my puffs of warm breath in the cold wet air

But sees nothing

"She's gone" he says in a whisper and falls hard to his knees

And as I lie here in my coffin

Ready to be put into the earth

I think of the life I lived

And realize, I had so many things left to do

So many people to see

But it's all over now and I can't change it back

. Maybe they'll remember me