dream journal

I dreamt of my little brother,
Who in this dream, died of heart attack,
Struggling with such slow but strong desperate beating heart,
Which happened in front of an elevator in a mall.

Heart beating, slower and slower,
He stood up and walked to a person,
As he tapped that person's shoulder,
He collapsed and drew his last breath,
Left this world without us being prepared.

And for some reason, Coldplay's Viva la Vida is playing.