The Birth, a creepy, but cool poem

This is about my near death experience
I lay in the bed i.v. in my arm draining, draining,.I feel myself slipping, slipping into the darkness.
I feel cold, I hear the I feel cold soft whirring of the machine, whirr, whirr. I feel like I'm falling, falling into darkness, my heart rate is fast, yet slow. I feel cold harsh hands on my back, I look up, I see faint harsh green eyes gazeing, burning into me, I feel troubled, yet soothed. My body falls, the eyes fade, but I still feel them. I fall yet I don't scream. I open my eyes again, I'm stopped. I feel my heart, tump... tump... tump...

Your time will come but not yet...