Prison

The time has arrived, and my fear is amplified. I need to leave this stagnant place in time, but I can't break the chains. Trapped in a prison built from tragic statistics. I shout to anyone, but they know what I am, and ignore my cries. A shattered heart of gold, blundered by a lie. This is what beats in my chest, scarring anyone who gets to close. The time has arrived, but I'm not ready to die. I beg death to wait , so I can find my lost meaning. He whispers This is your last hour, and you have no key. Just prepare for eternity..