It's a movement closer to hell.
The beginning of the end.
One more chance to fail.
One more signal to send.
Reach into your soul.
Grab the demons within.
Down that tunnel to the black hole.
Covering your sins.
Promises not kept.
Lies that are told.
Holding your breath while you slept.
All of this is getting old.
Moments to spare.
Life to give.
Who's to care?
Why live?
By....me Stacie Arnold
