The sun is down, it’s getting dark, Looking up, the dogs now bark, The tower strikes the death hour, The deed is done, pain has won. The streets now look blue and green, The bells now sound like a knell, In your head they synthesize To create a cacophony hell. You want to jump, you want to run, You want to scream out for help, But you’re stuck and cannot move, It’s not a dream but is true. The light is now getting bright, Permeating through your eyes, Blinded, you are out of sight, No one hears your painful cries. The sound is smacking your ears, Flowing through your disturbed head, The clashing noise is lingering long, That is all you can hear. So close your eyes and remain still... Let me take you up the hill... To release you from the bane... And bring an end to your pain...... So breathe and reminisce... Be very slow... For It’s time For you to