Time stops for no one. 
The sand in the hourglass falls at a pace my heartbeats can’t keep up with and 
I am breathless. 
It is not my time yet, I scream 
but my stolen voice
is echoed by this deafening silence.
He refuses to hear me,
He is stagnant in his choice.
The ticking 
of the clock ceases as does 
my future.

He is unforgiving.