Heartache

The sky grows dark,
My mind shuts off,
My heart stops pumping,
My headache has stopped.

I awake in a strange place,
Puffy, white clouds extend to the sea,
People in white with bright smiles,
Look at me, understandingly.

I stumble around,
With a frown plastered onto my face,
My headache has stopped,
But my heartache has not.