It’s hard to live each day when you don’t know when they will come for you.
It’s hard to appreciate each moment when you have to keep watching your own back.
Like a prisoner on death row, the end could come at any time.
I don’t want this dream to end, but the inevitable has to come to pass as all dreams have to come to an end.
It’s just a matter of whether or not the nightmare will take its place.
The clock is ticking, it always does.