As some of you may have noticed from one of my earlier poems i have been diagnosed with a fatal heart disease and have been given only years to live. i am not telling all of you this for your sympathy or pity, but to share with you my journey over the next 3 years. hope you enjoy.Lee.

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There’s a little black box
That rests upon my chest
It sits inside a white case
And keeps me on house arrest

With cords all flung from its top
And flashing lights on its side
It synchronizes to my life’s beat
As my heart takes me on another ride.

For a while now it has been
Just the little black box and me
And although he drives me crazy
I’ve become quite fond of Louie

He pokes me in the ribs
And keeps me up all night
But I know he keeps me safe
So I guess then it’s alright

Sometimes I can’t help but feel
Like everyone is staring
They don’t see the true magic
Behind this thing I’m wearing

So I guess I’ll go another day
Another month, another year.
With just me and my little black box
Who I still can’t help but fear.