Panting,
Out of Breath,
No time to rest,
The clock's still ticking.
Running out of time.
Lunacy running wildly.
I'm loosing control.
Gotta focus,
Gotta think.
It must be here somewhere,
But where?
Off in the distance, Bells begin to chime.
For an instant my heart stops.
The light begins to fade,
And fading with it is my hope.
For without light, there is only darkness,
And with darkness comes despair,
And all hope of finding what I need to free myself.
I regain control of my thoughts,
I can't begin to think like that,
Not just yet.
Light's still here, hope's still here.
Time passes,
My sanity fades,
I can't think anymore.
I stop,
Just stop.
Time's run out.
It's futile to go on like this.
My eyes shut,
Memory fades to black,
My thoughts cease,
A calm comes over me.
In the final moments I feel at peace.
The alarm goes off,
I'm pulled back to reality.
It was just a dream?
But it felt so real.
It was all too vivid.
It was just all in my head...
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