CPR

And finally it’s stopped -
The beat
The pulse
The hum
No matter how hard you bleed you know you will succumb

To the finality of death -
Of love
Of hope
Of dreams
You stitch it back together but all you get are empty seams

Even without the will - 
You count
You breathe
You press
There’s no DNR on file so they’ll pump you nonetheless

Until regardless of feelings - 
It stalls
It beeps
It starts
No matter how much damage there’s no replacing broken hearts