Count Down

Many hours of life are ticking away, and a deep fear plague a soul of light. Like a black cat on Halloween running after rats in the grass. Ghosts run through my being, controlling my past and future. Understanding life can not be found in a book but in words of wisdom as family says. In my own prizing cell my shadows of darkness only thing keeping me SANE! The out side world keeps on spinning but, even they most be tested!