Lights become brighter.
The tunnel nears an end...

Chest feels heavy.
Lungs give way to the pressure...

Like a mime slowly going through the motions of...
Doing everything that he thinks is right...

Tears fall like rain.
Washing the blood away...

No sound to be heard.
Stillness surrounds me...

Heart pounding strongly.
Blood begins to boil...

Two choices.
One fate...

Loose actions bring filth and decay,
Spoiling the skin as it peels away as rancid...

Grey wisps waft within the air,
Envelopes a nearby child...

Sinking crimson rays light the path,
As our fingers mingle; intertwined...

With time comes change.
The leaves of the trees...

Pale as the snow.
Coldness spreads...