As the cardiac monitor beepsAnd its line pulsates through the nightWho's to say how long it will keepAs our marriage hangs on to dear life

The ventilator has total controlAnd each breath is not ours anymoreAs we've given up hope through it allAnd let fate itself take its own course.

What now if that line becomes still?Should we torment ourselves with more pain?As 360 joules surge through our nervesIs this life-saving effort in vain?

Each compression indeed we'll endureAs more drugs are pushed in our linesStill our hearts remain still and unsurePure exhaustion is felt at this time

I can feel that the end is quite nearFor some things are just not meant to beAs the sound of our last breath is heard...May the peace in our hearts set us free.