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Ticking
Silent ticking of a clock on my wall,
Drowning in the abyss,
This world is becoming hazy,
As I lie on my red carpet,
Unable to stand up,
My body plastered to the floor,
Feeling like my lungs are crushed,
Gasping for a breath,
Frantically searching for a light,
But there is not one there,
Why is my world growing dark everywhere?
The ticking is growing louder,
Pouding in my ears,
My mouth slowly opens,
A silent scream comes out,
I don't understand,
Why I feel so cold and empty inside,
The last thing I remember is that I was having a good time,
Now I am lost with a ticking inside my mind.
