Hands are frozen in my pockets.
Midnight comes, one last stroke.
I choke up a cough that swelters my throat.
Death waits around the bend.
For my own sanity I stand still.
Ignoring the…
Pain…
Cold…
Sorrow…
All these feeling are consuming me.
Tick tock,
Tick tock.
Crack.
The watch breaks.
Wisps of hair cover my pale face.
Time stands still.
