Porcelain heart ( highway to hell )

As I entered the sanatorium
My mood suddenly changed
and everything around me seemed quite strange
I walked in to ward five
and luckily I caught him alive.
He laid on the bed
his heart and brain was functioning
but his body was practically dead.
He got into a serious vehicular collision
at an intersection
while he was driving down
the highway to hell.
I guess this was the final bell.
His face quite bruised
his body wounded and bloody
and a few bones broken.
I looked once, I looked twice
and I said “OH Jesus Christ “
tears dripped from my eyes
As shivers crept up my spine
as the machine showed a straight line
and now he left us to go to the divine.
My porcelain heart was broken
for before he went
not a word he had spoken.
I kept thinking that I was dreaming
and that his eyes will open
and he will be awoken.
I’m torn apart
for he was gone
forever gone
and my poor porcelain heart
was forever broken