Silence,

moments,

time,

twenty-eight days,

counting down,

time is running out,

soon,

you’ll be shown,

all the things I’ve built for you,

hand crafted,

engineered to perfection,

made for pain,

do you dare,

no,

of course you don’t,

that’s why the choice was never yours,

it’s always been mine,

moments,

leading to your demise.