10:23

Blank eyes stared at the white wall ,
Everything around him was white,
Surrounding him. Blinding him
But he didn’t care.
Not right now.

10:23
It echoed around his head like a tune…sadistically repeating.
over an d over.
It was the lasting he heard before his world fell apart and everything that he had came crashing down

10:23

There it was again, that godforsaken time…like a twisted song he hears it again.
Over and over

He stared down at his hand, Red warm Liquid covering
both his hands up to his elbows
And soaking his once pristine shirt
He thought that it was wrong no, he knew it was wrong that he wasn’t feeling

Anything as he stared at the blood covering him, dripping down his hands and effectively
Staining the white floor.

But he felt nothing.

Absolutely nothing…

10:23

As if on cue, it played back on his mind .

The last words he heard before everything has stopped
Ironically it was a time

10:23…the time that his world stopped.