shut me down he says,
he has had just about all he can take,
this heart is failing at a constant rate,
please do not resuscitate,
through eyelids florescent lights are red
and no one hears him from his bed,
his silent cries slowly fall dead,
after all there is nothing left to be said,
like flawed fabric he quietly unravels,
away from the light he slowly travels,
locked away in his mind he is miserable,
this boy a failure unbearable,
so shut me down he says,
he has had all he can take,
his heart has failed to wake,
he signed please do not resuscitate.
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