I cannot wake from this nightmare
voices screaming below my floating body.
I dwell in darkness.
The devil takes what belongs
he gives no tomorrows.
I bet my life for one more day
place my coin on red for life.
Black would see me taken back
my seat still warm from the time before.
White lights, masked faces,
my spirit slammed back into place.
I hear one voice above the other
“We have a pulse, we’ve got him back!”
The devil lost.
I have one more tomorrow…