Wake up you’re sleeping. The Clockwork stopped beating. And your mother Warned you. Now the sting may heal in solitude Its Time to Cope! I need this Worry to leave me alone! This air is too cold. Our Breathe looks like fog as it leaves through our nose Pictures bring closure That the normal is over. With every second The thought remains consistent. Back to that place… I swear I’ve never been so lost. Now how I hold a Key to memories with a broken lock.