Who brought us here? How can we go so

far? Why do we always want more?

While wasting time angry, feeling guilty

and not knowing why... her little creature

called heart was losing its beat, is it really

this deadly? I allowed my creature to

crawl out of me while I was walking

through the hospital corridors.



Your creature is losing it's beat,

it's far more than real you've been my

hero but sometimes even heroes reach

and fall...



It doesn't matter if I'm ready or not... it

will aways be too soon... groans and

exhales... the human in me says "you'll be

gone to a place where nothing can harm you".



Your creature is losing it's beat,

it's far more than real you've been my

hero but sometimes even heroes reach

and fall...



My throat has now shrunk to the point

where I can no longer speak.