i felt like my heart had stopped
i had no pulse
the phone hit the table
and i hit the floor
i wanted to scream but i had no air
i had forgotten how to breathe
finally a shrill which turned into a glass breaking scream
brusing my arms and my hands i was hitting anything
i could reach
the phone went flying
i stopped
i crawled with the little energy i had left
i pushed the only numbers i could dial
through my blurry wet eyes
"hes gone. he... he... just died. in his sleep. how could he just... why.... hes gone mom hes gone hes gone hes gone...:
my mother in a panick
my lungs forgetting how to work again
