Click, click, beep, beep the heart monitor rang notifying me that I was still alive my body beaten and war torn from the inside shriveled and broken I lay in what could have been my casket waiting for the big man in the white coat to come and pierce my flesh to add another hole onto my arm while telling me everything was gonna be okay I waited for even the slightest glimmer of hope waiting for my white blood cells to rally and to defeat the invader that has been killing me or finally let go and say goodbye for the final time.