I hold my breath as you stall; I fear, that I won't last through it all. I long to know the truth; it's why I'm waiting, waiting for a chance to move.
Time is frozen; time is numb. And time can take away the pain; which it becomes. For every breath you take's another day I wait. But I stand frozen as you breathe in, you breathe in my last breath.
I'm so numb that I can't feel my feet. Well you seem to stand on me; but you never stand your ground. I've been painted gold and I will never grow old because I will breathe the air from your lungs, and yours are not the first. You have time; but I have strength!
This is the end of a battle against free will; and this is the end of; a life spent in despair. And this is the end of a life gasping for air; I open my eyes; and I can breathe again.