Tick and tock, the clock went on.
My heart unlocked what felt so wrong.
A beat arrives inside my chest.
Though not alive, it ceased to rest.

Confusion spills within my own.
A bitter chill says I'm alone.
Surrounded by my skin and weight,
I wonder why this pain's so great.

A single soul. I lay without
The burning coal that killed the doubt.
And even though my words are said,
This life is faux, my mind is dead.