'Yesterday I died, tomorrow's bleeding.
Fall into your sunlight.
The future's open wide, beyond believing.
To know why, hope dies.
Losing what was found, a world so hollow.
Suspended in a compromise.
The silence of this sound, is soon to follow.
Somehow, sundown.'
The world. It's such a cruel place. Isn't it.
The hospital room was quiet. Only the soft beeping of the heart monitor filling the silence as it is accompanied by the whirring of other machines that pushes ones death further away. What could barely be heard in the room is the faint breathing of a girl at the brink of death.
'And finding answers.
Is forgetting all