The Deepest Sleep

The deepest sleep

 He had been sleeping deeply
 woke up tried to be awake before the sleep
 took him into the depth of death.
He struggled to open his eyes, couldn`t.
Knew he had to make it, was able
to put one foot on the floor, the coldness 
of the floor made him open his eyes.
He inhaled intensely it had been a close call
had he slept five minutes more 
It had been too late.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2018

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