Timing

One.....Two.....Three..... I hear it. The clock ticking on the wall, my slow intake of breath and steady exhale. I squeeze my eyes closed, but nothing can take me from this heart crushing reality. Please someone save me. my hands are sweating, and my feet trembling. I have no other choice. This is the only thing I can do, breath. That's the only thing I've been doing for the past month. Just breathing. I'm not alive; I use to be, back when everything was alive. I was alive, she was alive, the trees, flowers, our family. Now I'm long gone. I can't escape reality any longer, so I'm ready to accept it and my fate. I'm ready to revisit the past.